I keep day dreaming about London. Strawberry lagers, European history, traveling around, improving my British accent... I just hope it all works out. (Let's hope some of my scholarships come through.)

Matt and I have discussed the possibility of separating while I'm abroad. The idea is nauseating. We have a state of the art support system for ourselves. It's hard to just let that go. Perspective will aid in our relationship, I know it in my brain. I just can't stomach it.

Perhaps more later on the latter... perhaps not? One thing is certain, can't wait for the Fall!!! I'm excited to be in the house with three awesome girls, our cat, and a peach tree.