Dear Diary...
Today I made a secret little corner of the internet just for me. It is bright, ridiculous, glittery, and exactly the kind of page that would have made 12-year-old me gasp out loud. Mostly because I've had a weekend that 12-year-old me would dream of having as a married woman. Not because it was romantic, or a heart-stopping adventure, but because I felt that my husband and I were a team and we had a great time with our family. We played DnD, bought new furniture, purged a lot of stuff from the house, and planned out how we want our home to feel for us in the future. We problem solved together, instead of butting heads. It was glorious!