Hubby's last words to me, last night:
"I don't have to get in to work too early, tomorrow."
So, this morning, I slept in. I moseyed down the hall and made his coffee. I checked my email. I poured the coffee. And I brought it to him, about an hour and a half after he normally would have been up and getting ready for work.
"Sweetie, it's almost 8:00. I brought you coffee."
I could practically see the Disney birds swirling around my head. I let him sleep in! I brought him coffee! I woke him sweetly! Aren't I amazing?
Hubby's first word to me, this morning:
I think he's going to be late for work.