I am SO going out of town next weekend and every weekend thereafter. Even though I had an extremely lazy weekend, it seems like I never left work – and that sucks. I’m just not a stay-at-home-on-the-weekend kind of girl. At least I haven’t been since May. I have no desire to stay in this area for more then 5 nights a week. Plus, since I’ve been seeing her so often, I think I’m going through Bonnie withdrawls again – even though I spent a better part of Saturday chatting with her online. Adam & I had an argument on Saturday that was due to me being grounded at home for the weekend & I was bummed I couldn’t go see my sister. Good thing we made plans to meet 1/2 way for dinner one night this week.
For those of you that don’t know what my Bonnie withdrawls are all about:
When she went away to college, I got sick. Our mom had to ask her to come home for a weekend so I’d cheer up. Then… six or seven years ago when she was talking about moving to North Carolina to go to college, I noticed the sickness coming back. It mysteriously went away when she said she wasn’t going.
Why am I so attached to my big sister? I just luvs her I guess.
Sidenote: I wonder if my anxiety attack on Thursday was due to the fact I knew I had to stay home over the weekend. *gasp*