... that my parents have to visit me....
Ok so what I mean is, I know that the Bobster and I have been living in the Condo that we purchased since July, and yet from time to time I still can't believe were here.
I think it's especially difficult for me due to the recent change in my relationship with the parental units.
After the accident, we became really close. I was so glad to see how much better we related to each other. Sure we still fought but not like before.
Even after the hubster and I married we lived with them for a little while. I have to confess I couldn't wait to get out of there, and as for Bob I am sure he was loosing his mind. (sexy time was difficult at best)
So here we are. Our new abode, and "love nest" lol.
And our parents are visiting us here.
I still wake up some mornings and think I am in some one else's house, or a hotel, so when the PU's (lol that sounds funny) visit us here i feel like they are visiting some one else and I just happen to be here... :S
I wonder if I will ever get used to it.
(that picture was taken of my father and the Bobster's father at my parents house last year some time after an especially large dinner of some sort.)
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