Brix has arrived.
Brix is in LONDON.
I repeat. Brix is in London.
Admittedly, it was a little bit of a rocky start.
I was so overcome with joy that Brix was coming to town that I just HAD to go out and celebrate the night before. So, I went out with my co-bad influence friend, and well, had a couple of drinks.
I got home a bit later than anticipated, by only about 4 hours.
No biggie really.
But I got myself ready for bed, set my alarm and put myself to sleep.
I was so ready to wake up and pick Brix up at the airport at 8 AM.
I was so ready until I get a text at 8 22 asking when I would be there.
OH MY GOD.
I turned my alarm off while I was sleeping.
I could not believe it.
I was so frantic!
The airport is nearly an hour away from where I live and I was already 22 minutes late and not wearing pants.
I threw on the first piece of clothing that I saw, slapped on a little makeup and bolted out the door.
All in all, I finally got there and basically ran through the airport to jump on Brix.
So, a bit of a bumpy start, but things are right back on track and I’m currently living the London dream with Brix and I couldn’t be more excited.
PS, Brix this a public apology in a formal setting. I’m still SO sorry that I was late!