Tuesday, September 13, 2011
The morning of our anniversary, I had to go into work early. So I was tiptoeing around the house getting ready to leave just before 5am. Martin, for some reason unbeknowest to me, also got up around this time and was puttering around. I was in the kitchen putting together a quick breakfast to eat in the car and I heard the door to the downstairs open. Is Martin really doing laundry at 5 in the morning?? That was the exact thought that went through my head.
Seconds later, Martin came walking up the stairs carrying this gorgeous bouquet of anniversary flowers. He had them hidden in the basement so they would stay cool overnight! Needless to say I was more than happy. And here we are two weeks later and I haven't even given him the card I got four weeks ago.
(this is starting to be a common closing to my posts)