The "off season" is coming to and end. Matt is coming home tomorrow and the house is almost ready. All I have left to do is hang a few pictures and bring my TV over.... So excited. It is definitely gonna be weird though I am not going to lie. I sometimes sit and wonder how are two very different lives will enjoy living together. I know as long as I can watch my shows I will be fine. I need to be a little more exciting of a character now that Matt is home... I tend to go home from work and then coaching to lay in bed till around 10:30 watching a variety of tivoed reruns including BH 90210, One Tree Hill, and of course TBS reruns of Sex and the City. Not to mention all my other faves... Mon-Gossip Girl and 90210. Thursday- Vampire Diaries, Its always sunny, and The League. Looks like I will have to get him hooked as well. In college we were addicted to the OC on Thursday nights. He would come over and we would cuddle up to watch it, then after he would tuck me in to go to bed because I usually had practice at 5:30 in the morning. Then he would go out. It was kind of our cute little tradition.
A dorky as this sounds I am excited to start creating traditions together. We are always apart, though we know each other pretty well. Perfect example of how well I know that idiot... He calls me on Friday and is acting pretty sweet. Asking me how I feel, because I have been pretty sick. I knew something was up. We had a great conversation and then towards the end I knew he wanted to throw something on me... He started out asking with "If its not ok I wont go, but...." I stopped him I already knew what he was asking, he wanted to stay in San Diego longer and go to the Chargers game on Sunday. He was suppose to come home Sat. I told him it was fine, but I know that I know you really wont be home till Tuesday. He asked me how I knew that. I know that because if he does Sunday Funday in San Diego, he will be too tired aka hungover to drive home Monday, so I responded to all this with "See you Tuesday Babe, cant wait!" Then he told me " You know me too well" Back to my post... I know I jump around, its how my head works get used to it.
Its exciting to know that when I get home late from a tough practice that he will be waiting for me... For some reason he makes everything better for me. Last week I wrote about the awkward turtles that I encountered at the bars. I was pretty upset about it and he just makes it all better. He always knows how to calm the crazies down inside me. Or if he cant he just tells me to stop before he cuts me from the team, and then I yell back please I will cut you from my team. Its funny how it all goes back to baseball with us
So excited that he is coming home. When Matt's gone its like half of me is missing. I tend to not plan my life with out him and when he is gone I am on hold. Anyways enough cheezyness haha, expect an post about me complaining about living with a stinky boy who farts all the time soon.
xoxo,
me
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