If you have been up since 6:30 am, and are in the car going home at 7:40 pm, and have not been home before this, and barely had time to eat lunch, and laughing at the aforementioned
minivan has been the best thing in your day so far...well, it sucks.
If, however, you walk in the door to your adorable husband waiting on the couch with Chinese takeout and an episode of Star Trek: TNG on the TV, in waiting for the season premiere of Veronica Mars...your day just got a whole lot better.
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I don't think I've posted much before in your journal, maybe the first entry? But I really enjoy reading your blog. :)
And that does sound like a good thing to come home to. It also sounds much like my husband, but more along the lines of coming home to him eating pizza and watching a TNG (or DS9 or Voyager or original series) marathon. We did watch the premiere of Veronica Mars, though! The first time he sat through a whole episode with me.
Aw, what a sweet hubby! Ooooh, I wouldn't like your work hours! Glad your day ended well, though. :)
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