My husband is a pain in the ass and I harp on him a lot around here. Hell, he’s one of the reasons I started blogging. But he actually did something (something really small… but something) for me.
I am having another bad day — this time, not because a bunch of stupid crap went wrong like dropping the butter and such. This time because of me… whatever is wrong with me… the many, many things wrong with me. I’ve written FOUR posts today but they’re all too depressing to publish. Then my husband came home with something I forgot I asked for. I still feel awful and don’t think that’s going to change anytime soon… but at least I get this.
He can be thoughtful!
He remembered that I asked
for guacamole.
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©2017 what sandra thinks
Sometimes, it’s the small things in life! I’m happy that you got your guacamole! 😉
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I was especially surprised he remembered since he hates the stuff…! 🙂
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Yay! That’s a good thing. 👍🏻
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I am feeling slightly less hopeless now. That’s probably just the coffee, though…
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Well, coffee does make me feel better.
Nah. He thought of you. That’s what did it. Beauty in simplicity. 😊
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Maybe…
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😏
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Yass! Sweet gesture.
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Clearly his memory is better than mine… Well, sometimes.
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Something, at least. 😊
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🙂
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So sweet he remembered for you!! But you shouldn’t think posts are too depressing! This is your blog – post whatever you want/need to post. We’ll still love you 🙂
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They were bad… the depressing posts. People would have been scared. I was a little scared that I wrote such things… but it was all I could write…
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Sometimes thats all we can do. Write it all out.
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That’s nice… the small thing matters
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Sometimes… he comes through…
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We do sometimes
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