Lets review:

He is crazy in love with you.

Communicates with you all hours of the night and day everyday.

For well over two years.

Willing to move to be with you.

Leave his home.

Leave family and friends behind.

Take his son out of school in the middle of the year.

Whatever it takes.

You say you love him.

Wanna be together.

Wanna be his wife.

Have a life like few ever get to have.

Do all kinds of the coolest things.

Close to home.

Or travel.

Either one.

He cooks.

He cleans.

He does dishes, laundry.

Picks up after himself.

So wats the fucking problem here again?...

and no I don't have twitter, I don't fucking "tweet" and if I did somebody could just go ahead and shoot me in the head.

I have about 45 people on FB of which about 20 could go away and would never be missed.

The only reason I am on Instagram is because you and Nicholas wanted me there.

I have google+ but rarely use it.

Trying to ween myself off of social Media, not add any more accounts.

Quit asking.

Yes.

I'm a lil cranky to say the least today.