Last night, the love of my life came home late again. I don't really mind, I've accepted that is just a part of his new job. On his way home, he called to tell me to pack some clothes before going to bed.
What was he up to?
This morning we get up before the crack of dawn and drive down to SD. He tells me he has to work for a little while but we are getting a hotel for a surprise mini vacation. Then he said a bunch of other romantic stuff that gave me butterflies. He showed me around his work area as much as he is allowed and now I wait at Starbucks, coffee in hand, contemplating how much I have underestimated his ability to be spontaneous.
Dudes, take note. My man is writing the book on how to sweep a lady of her feet.
What was he up to?
This morning we get up before the crack of dawn and drive down to SD. He tells me he has to work for a little while but we are getting a hotel for a surprise mini vacation. Then he said a bunch of other romantic stuff that gave me butterflies. He showed me around his work area as much as he is allowed and now I wait at Starbucks, coffee in hand, contemplating how much I have underestimated his ability to be spontaneous.
Dudes, take note. My man is writing the book on how to sweep a lady of her feet.
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