Me: What day is it?
Tim: I think it’s Wednesday
Me: OH. I thought it was Monday
This is a common conversation in our household. I am losing track of the days and can’t believe that we are in our eighth month of living in Puerto Rico – where in the world did the time go?
I don’t think it’s a secret that I fell in love with this enchanted island. I love it here. I spent half of my adult life dreaming of living in the Caribbean, where the sun shines and I can wear shorts every day. Continue reading