Take time.. to.. Appreciate.

 

Needy; So Very Needy.

Sometimes I get into the cute little moods, where I feel very little and just want to spend time with my daddy. That amazing man that makes me smile no matter what, that man that means the entire world to me, the one that.. is my everything... Lets just say, that usually when I get into these moods, I want to share everything with him, I want to play games and colour in cute little pictures, I want to be held, caressed, cuddled and loved... and sometimes real life just gets in the way and I'm left feeling mighty sad and sappy..

When I'm in these moods and he leaves me, it almost feels like I just fall apart and feel deserted, lonely and so little and lost. I know he doesn't want to go when he has to and that he loves me to bits but I just can't help feeling like that. When it's my night time and he's here with me for a few hours before going out and it's slowly getting late and I'm getting sleepy I always make sure to stay up as long as possible so that I can get as much time with him and then he has to leave and I get all sad because I can't curl up and fall asleep with him here.

I don't want to go on too much more.. might touch on this another time.. Just I and Sappy tonight.
because i love him so much.

Welcome to the Wonderland: The welcoming

Sometimes, I feel like I'm in my own little world which consists of very little. I have the most amazing imagination sometimes, especially when I'm thinking of him and...or feeling sappy. I can sit around, on a large comfy chair, all curled up as story after story slowly becomes bigger, magical. Unfortunately to this day they haven't been made a reality.

So I have this idea, it's going to consist of a few posts that will be different thoughts and ways we could spend time in the future. It could almost be like a bucket list of things we could tick off..

The Welcoming.

I've always kind of wondered what it'd be like when he came here, how very nervous I'd be as I waited for his plane to land and then for him to clear the big, long line of Australian customs. Standing in the airport, all alone as I waited for the guy that could be the love of my life to walk out from between the door.. what would happen as I saw him and if my cheeks would blush redder than ever, the thoughts that would run through my head, pondering if I should run away and leave him or run and pounce into his arms, giving him the tightest hug ever.

I could just imagine, my hands sweating as I stood there, hands curled into balls... and suddenly he walks through the doors, the largest grin appearing on my face as I wait for him nervously to reach me. To just to feel his hands on my body and his words finally being whispered into my ears as he says hello. I think I'd almost want him to hold me forever as I attempt not to faint in his arms... I crave to feel his touch and hear his words, see his beautiful smile and peer into his blue eyes.

I'd take his hand and walk him out towards the car, hopefully he'd open the door for me and I'd slide in, hoping he'd slide in next to me before looking up towards him shyly... I'd look away quickly and sit quietly as I continue to hold his hand on the car ride home. Hopefully it'd be super quick and not hugely nerve wrecking.  I've kinda trailed off a little and this wasn't supposed to be so long before I even got to my point but shortly after we arrived him I'd take his hand and we'd head off out to a journey around the city!

I'd drag his ass around for a little, show him the very little that Brisbane has in it's city before dragging him across to some parklands, I think by this stage I'd be ready to pass out so either some lunch or a quite little spot to sit in would be quite nice, maybe some time to just sit, talk and get used to one another.. cuddling up and maybe sharing a small, soft kiss! (eww)

I think I'm going to just, leave the rest to your imagination..

Lost :(

Damn it!

I'm so frustrated. I just want to write cute lovey dovey stuff and tell him how much I love him but nuuuu I lost my fucking silver necklace that has a pendant on it and also the charm my Mr gave me and now I can't find it anywhere, ever, never. I've looked high, low, up, diagonal, under, over.. and and.. and i can't fucking find it!

This makes me soooo grumpy and foggy headed.

I really hope i find it.

Everything happens for a reason, they say.

Welcome to the Wonderland: Home Edition

Sometimes, I feel like I'm in my own little world which consists of very little. I have the most amazing imagination sometimes, especially when I'm thinking of him and...or feeling sappy. I can sit around, on a large comfy chair, all curled up as story after story slowly becomes bigger, magical. Unfortunately to this day they haven't been made a reality.

So I have this idea, it's going to consist of a few posts that will be different thoughts and ways we could spend time in the future. It could almost be like a bucket list of things we could tick off..

The first wonderland thought:-

He's so magical. Sometimes, I could imagine us coming home after work one day, I'd have been home earlier so dinner would be almost ready, he'd walk in the door with a huge smile as he leaves his stuff on the bench for the next morning before giving me a kiss.. then he'd run up stairs and have a shower whilst i poured us both a drink and pulled dinner out and got it ready to serve.. I'd happily, plate the dishes and set the table and run upstairs to see if he was done. peeking around the side of the door with a cheeky grin as i watch him slowly dress.

I'd push the door open and walk in, throwing myself into his arms as i wrap mine around him and push my lips into his, my lips would slowly trail as i whisper into his year "dinner's ready". It'd be so perfect to be with him after a long day.. and finally we'd just get a chance to relax and spend time. He'd grab my hand and lead the way as we walked down the stairs into the dining room, he'd sit me down before pushing my chair in... which of course i'd give him a hard time about.. but then at least by this time we'd be able to sit down and share how each others days went over a nice meal.

It's almost like by this point i'd want the dishes to be left there so cuddles could commence but I'd get up and wash it all up, maybe even put it away if I could be bothered and then we'd snuggle on the couch for a little before bed. I could just imagine me drifting off and later waking to him saying "Sweetie, Baby.. it's time for bed my love" before lifting me up into his arms and carrying me up the stairs prior to tucking me in. It'd be magical.

Feelin' Excited.

Town house

1. a house in the city, esp. a luxurious one or one distinguished from a person's house in the country.

2. one of a group of two- or three-story houses of uniform architectural treatment, usu. joined by common sidewalls.

For the last two weeks or so, my sister and I have been looking for a town house, we have looked almost everywhere but I think we have finally come to a decision on which one will be purchased. I'm quite excited because technically it's going to be mine, although we will both work together to pay it off and then move on to the next. 

I think by doing this, purchasing a 'house' of sorts I feel really happy, to have accomplished something this large. I mean, I know it's only the beginning and the first year is going to be a bit of a rough patch but I believe it'll be great in the future.. so have somewhere to go with your man where you can call home and just be together... the ideas keep flooding into my head day after day about what we could and couldn't do with the place!

Anyways, I'm not going to ramble on too much, but the next step is deposit. Soon I'll be in debt but a step closer to moving up and further in life.

Derp.

I want to write, my brain is no where to be found.
Dead. Quiet. Numb.