Friday, October 28, 2005
reason #981 why i love my husband
on tuesday i had two quizzes in my evening class. after work i planned to go straight home and study for the quizzes for about 20 minutes before i had to rush to class.
it was raining. i rushed into the house in the rain, slipping in mud a little on my way in.
i had been in the apartment for about 10 minutes until i started to smell something . . . it was dookie.
that wasn't mud i had slipped in. it was crap.
it had even gotten on my hand.
i gagged a little.
so, instead of cramming, i spent the 20 minutes searching my apartment for any traces of crap that might have tracked through, finding different shoes to wear, spraying yummy smelling lavender on everything and rushing out the door.
yesterday, my husband cleaned the dook off of my shoe for me.
he didn't even complain once.
am i the luckiest girl in the world or what?
you know i am.
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