In England

I didn’t get to write yesterday, so missing a day already for my full month of blogging. Internet went back down at home though, and then I spent most of the day traveling. Normally I’ve driven to the airport and parked there, but since I’ve given my car to my brother I had to take public transport. So I had to leave a couple of hours earlier than normal.

The boyfriend picked me up at the airport and showed off his improved beard. As in he’d cut it! It’s still there, but a lot smaller, and in my opinion much better looking. It was just getting soooo long!

I’d show a photo, but I’m horrible at remembering to take them. And in all fairness I’m probably the only one who cares about the size of his beard. Well, except him. He thinks he has a baby-beard now!

Tomorrow I get to go see the flat that we’re hopefully buying. Exciting times!


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    • Honestly, so do I… But it’s not really an option *lol* He got the beard after we were already together for a few years šŸ˜‰ And he loves it, so I can’t really expect him to get rid of it. But I’m glad it’s shorter now šŸ˜‰

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