Saturday, August 28, 2010

Texts like this make me happy, though.

Sitting here folding laundry and being sad about my jumbled-feeling brain, I get a text from my Romeo out of nowhere telling me how much he loves me and that I am and always will be his one and only. Now I'm sitting here folding laundry with a huge smile, anxiously anticipating his return home from work. Maybe it won't be such a dreary night.
Funny how one sentence can completely change a whole night/day.


  1. That's really nice.
    Btw, I never knew anyone who could fold laundry and type at the same time; you're my hero.

  2. You've never seen what I can do with my feet. I'm a multi-tasker extraordinaire.