Oops! I make it one week and I trip up and miss a day. My bad!
Day 8 (Yesterday)
I am grateful that J and I get to have the same work schedule. We're home within minutes of each other and it maximizes the time we get to spend in the evenings. Yesterday we went to the gym together, I cooked dinner while he sat at the kitchen table and we chatted (only interrupted by a minor dog-vomit situation we won't talk about here), we snuggled and watched about an hour of tv before we snoozed on the couch, and then we went to bed.
Day 9 picks up where Day 8 left off... I'm grateful for spooning. I am so happy that we can go to bed at the same time. That we can lay down together and read until we cannot keep our eyes open any longer. And at the end of the night, when the bedside lamp gets shut off, we snuggle in together to fall asleep. Every night. No matter what. So that even when I'm sitting at work with a busy day ahead of me I can think about that safe place and know that I can make it through another day.