My husband is wonderful. I know I say it all the time, and it probably sounds a little cliche, but, I'm not very articulate.
After reading about our laundry mound last night, Jus looked at me with those big blue eyes of his. If I had told him how stressed I was, he would have helped me, he said. I shrugged it off. Really, I wasn't that worried about the laundry, I was just whining online. That's all. A minute later, he disappeared. I wandered into our little kitchen, and there he was "de-mounding" that huge pile of socks and underwear.
And yes, he made the bed.
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