It was a great thing that it was Bike Week because that meant Anthony would be staying with us which is always a good time and this time he brought a friend (who I must say I thought was going to be a douche base on his crappy Facebook picture) who turned out to be a nice guy. The house was full and so was the garage with 5 motorcycles that kept the guys busy and helped keep my mind off of Sunday. So the boys rode and I sat and enjoyed what I knew would be the last days of just me time and silence. I also got to enjoy time with my man and great friends and got to do whatever when ever which I knew wouldn’t happen again for AWHILE. It felt like Sunday came way to fast but the next thing I knew the alarm was going off and it was time to say good bye and start getting ready to go.
