|I really do have the best husband on the planet
||[Jan. 21st, 2009|08:53 pm]
Ferrett, upon reading my clutter freakout, silently and without fuss cleared out a big chunk of the clutter that had been hanging out in our bedroom. The clutter was completely my doing - bookcases that needed moving and boxes of books that needed unpacking - but he followed through on my expectations without fuss, outside my hearing range, and only because he knew that I was stressed.
How completely awesome and loving and adorable is that?
You are the best, my sweasel. There's none to compare.