So my mom left this morning and although I feel like my life is magically "together" I am so sad that she left. There is just nothin' like having your mom come back and take care of you.
I am spoiled. I will be the first to admit it. She helped with the mountain of laundry I had on the floor and walked me through actually putting it away when clean. *shocker*. She got us new pillows and sheets because she said that our bed looked like a homeless persons. (no, for real, we didn't have any pillowcases and our sheets had like, balls all over them. Cotton balls---not real ones)
We worked outside all weekend long and I LOVED EVERY SECOND. Hello spring, welcome to my world.
ps. I love Jack White