i stayed at work until 4:15 p.m. yesterday, despite consistent pleads for me to come home “for my own safety” by g since 12 noon. when i drove up into the neighborhood, g was sitting in the garage waiting for me to come home so he can help me pull into the driveway if needed (covered in slush and snow). he had also shoveled the driveway so it would be easier for me to pull in. he also made delicious soup.
<3
I think being snowed in is making you extra-sappy. No wonder you always insist on going to cold places for vacations.
Gross. Mushy.
haha *thumbs up*