My sweet husband picked up a bouquet of roses for me on his way home from work last night. I had a rough day of trying to figure out school stuff.
Honestly, almost every day that I spend trying to accomplish anything towards my independent study is a rough day. I literally feel like my professor and I are speaking two different languages and I pronounce everything wrong. Although, I actually think I am pronouncing everything right and he is misunderstanding.
Anyway, that's not the point. The point is: my husband knew I'd been having a rough week and he bought me roses because he is amazing.
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