As cliché as it is, time really moves SO fast the older you get. I can’t believe we’re already nine weeks into 2017, it’s about to be March, and I’ll be starting my THIRD travel nurse contract in just two weeks!
So this past week, Aaron and I were supposed to be in Puerto Rico, but cancelled because of how sick he was feeling. I still enjoyed having time off with Aaron to just hang out at home all week, since most of the year he has maybe a weekend off here and there, and we still managed to get out and about during the week — like on a quick hike to Enchanted Rock!
We may not have seen the Northern Lights when we were in Iceland, but we still got to see some pretty amazing sunrises/sunsets/the sky just looked like this all day, basically. 🇮🇸
Aaron surprisingly was feeling good enough to suggest getting waffles this morning, so waffles were got. Also got: strawberry lemonade.
Adventures with Sunny yesterday ☀️ 🐾
Taught Emma the fine art of dandelion wishes today 🌼
That one time Aaron was feeling sick and ended up on the floor after we got home (still unsure why) and puppers went to cuddle up with him ☺️
“Babe, you drive for our date night so I can take selfies” 🌟🌟🌟
I had much bigger plans for this Monday. Aaron and I have had a flight booked to the Caribbean for months. Unfortunately, Aaron started feeling sick on Saturday, and he hasn’t gotten much better. We’re pretty sure he has the flu. He feels (and looks) like shit. I asked him this morning if he wanted to cancel our trip, since he’s been miserable all weekend and hasn’t been able to be comfortable for, like, more than an hour. Long story short, we are not on a flight to the Caribbean, Aaron has been drugged up beyond belief (in a good way) and is now laying in bed with the pup, and I’m out here binge watching That 70s Show and working on my blog.