So I had a hard day. One of those days where it feels like every time I fix one problem it sprouts two new problems that need solving. And it really was no one's fault. But it was just non-stop all day--boom boom boom. I didn't even find time to eat. And the one positive of the day (besides that the rain cleaned my car--which badly needed cleaning) was that I was able to go home at 8, as opposed to 9:30. And I didn't tell my gf, cause I thought i'd surprise her.

10 minutes before i'm going to leave i get the text: "making dinner for us. Probably going to eat soon. But it will be here for you :)"

that's the shit folks. the poo. the tits. the good stuff. Knowing that working late is sucky, she made dinner for us. that's what they call the 'little things.'

Know what else. She bought me chocolate covered almonds. I love those. I am a lucky bitch.