Here's the story.
Yesterday was Thursday. But you already knew that part. Anyway.
I had to work, and then after work had a staff meeting. I left school at about 4:15. I rolled in the door at 4:45.
My husband greeted me with a smile.
And then he asked, "Do you need supper?"
That was a normal question considering we had our big Kingdom Seeker's finale that night and I had to be out the door at 5:00 on my way there.
I answered, "I don't think I have time for supper."
"How about a hamburger?"
I was hungry. A hamburger sounded delicious. But I had to leave the house in about 15 minutes and I had yet to change, pack the car, get the fruit out of the fridge ready to go, etc.
"How long is a hamburger going to take?" I asked, tempted.
He walks over to the microwave, looks at the timer and replies, 2 minutes and 40 seconds.
I gave him a great big hug and kiss and said thank you.
I love you dear! Thank you for thinking about me. Thanks for taking care of me when I forget to leave time to that myself. Thanks for starting the hamburgers long before I got home so that they would be ready when I rolled in the door. Thank you for being so thoughtful!
I love you!
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