It is Valentine's day today and I thought I would cook dinner for us tonight instead of asking to go out and rustle with crowds. I fixed what I thought was an okay meal, Dale politely ate what he could muster eating, and quietly went to bed. He watched TV for about 20 minutes before the TV went off and he was gone...and it was only 5:30 PM by then. Oh well. Such is the romance for the week!
Last year, our front door was attacked, heart attacked to be exact. Neighbors plastered it with Valentines and thoughts of care, hope, and love. We have come a long ways since then. We are back to normal. Go to work, eat, sleep. Go to work, eat, sleep. Go to work, clean house, eat, sleep. Repeat.
However, it is good to be boring.
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