When we talked on the phone yesterday my boyfriend suggested that we get a room of our own for the week that I'm staying with him at the sea.
He tried to book the room today, but it was too late so he'll call again on Monday.
Sometimes things do get better when you just give them time
I guess I sort of should have guessed that it'd end like this, because it's not the first time. My boyfriend is great and I love him and everything, but sometimes he needs a little time to see a problem, when in my head it has already become so big that it's almost all I can see.
Patience... Patience... Patience *repeats to self*