I cannot describe the sense of bliss that comes with waking up in the morning and seeing that everything is in place. The drinks restocked in the fridge and paper towels replenished – all set for my morning to start the best way it can.
The husband took the initiative to wake up a tad early and made a trip downstairs to stock up on everything I (and the children) would require throughout the day. It’s such a bliss, given that my back is still aching from (possibly) the recent menstrual hormones onslaught. And yes, the lack of proper sleep due to a coughing and snoring bed-mate. Trying to lug everything home from the shops, with 2 boys in tow, already sounds like a tragic pain.
Sometimes… this man isn’t half bad at all.