so we went to ikea and he bought almost everything i said i liked- 4 lamps, 5 tables, a bathroom mirror he'll never use, an ice-creaam scoop (he doesn't eat ice-cream) and a green can opener for the obvious reason that green is the best colour in the world- *cyber hi5's meng even though he's probably asleep*.
this whole time i've been holding myself back, taking one step at a time, weekend by weekend- but it seems this boy has been planning a lot further ahead than i have. i feel sort of guilty and uneasy at the time same. i should be ecstatic, right? that i'm part of his whole 'home-making' process- for a home that's still in the making, might i add. i feel guilty for being so short-sighted and uneasy at the thought of looking any further.
what is this strange gut feeling, maybe i need some antacids.
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