Oh, my poor husband. It’s Sunday morning…only two days of the week you get to sleep in.
I of course and up early…well…early as in around 9am. I of course…let the cat in, the cat who just seems to like to misbehave. Claw at the furniture, meow at the bedroom door behind which you are trying to sleep.
Your wife starts a project with pictures for a collage frame that you bought…oh…what 2 ½ years ago. Then…you get sucked in…the minute you come out of the bedroom…before the sleep has left your eyes and before you know it…a couple of hours have passed.
But…at least the three collage frames that have been sitting empty are now filled with smiling faces and memories.
The wall in the bedroom no longer looks like it is a display from Target!
Thank you my wonderful husband for your love, time and patience….
You truly are the best….
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