For me, it is Monday. This particular monday was an interesting one. Let me tell you why:
I woke up at 7, just in time to spend a little bit with Daddy before he headed off to work.
So I get out of bed, shut off my alarm, and grab my sloth stuffie and walk out into the living room. He was in his office so I walked in the office and saw him half dressed in his black dress pants and belt with non matching socks and his hair done.
He looked up at me from his pile of papers, books, and coffee. He smiled and said "Morning Bug, why are you up so early? You went to bed late last night, you need sleep."
He got up from his desk and kissed my forehead. "Daddy I wanted to snuggle you on da couch!" I giggled, usually when I wake up at 7, we can cuddle for at least 15 minutes.
Daddy sighed and said, "I'm sorry princess but I'm running late for work today, I have a meeting." He kissed me and speed walked into the bedroom to finish getting ready. I just sat on the couch and watched him.
He ran into the kitchen and quickly made me some cereal and set it on the table, so I went to go eat when he ran back into his office and stuffed everything into his bag.
He grabbed his coat and put it on along with grabbing his keys. "Okay, come give Daddy a hug." He said and I hugged him and he kissed me before saying "I love you!" And running out the door.
So I went back to bed a little upset and fell back asleep. When I woke up, though, it was 11. Fuck.
My alarm didn't go off, I need to be on campus in an hour, and I was a mess. But, I took the fastest shower I've ever taken and threw on some leggings and a hoodie with my boots and went over my notes for a test I had before putting on my coat and starting my car.
I got to school late which was stressful but I sat down and noticed that I was in the wrong class. How fun!
So I got up completely EMBARRASSED and ran to my class. I heard students laughing and making comments and it didn't help.
I finally got to my class and sat down, and I had already missed almost half of my lesson. My classes were finally done for the day and I looked at my phone as I was walking out. Keep in mind that I was looking at my phone.
So I get to the parking lot when some guy pushes me into ice and I obviously fall. I look up at him and it's my best friend Kate's ex boyfriend... Who hates me. So I flip him off and keep walking to my car, soaked and in pain.
I drove home and didn't have time to do much other then change into my work attire and head to work.
Work sucked, work always does, but today a man yelled and screamed at me, no exaggeration, because I would not give him a discount on a very nice oil painting.
I call Mitch on my break and we chat for a bit. Then he tells me he has to work late and won't be home until after I'm asleep.
So I'm obviously in a terrible mood, and I eventually get home and open the door.
There's a note on the counter that says "Check the Fridge." So I opened the fridge and saw a bag with another note. Inside the bag was a piece of chocolate cheesecake (my favorite) and the note said "For you, my love. Now Check the Bathroom."
I walked to the bathroom and there was another bag, I opened it to see a bath bomb, bubble bath soap, a mud mask, and a lilac candle. The note on the bottom of the bag said "Now, come into the bedroom."
I walked into the bedroom and saw another bag. I opened it to see a new fleece blanket, slippers, and a onsie along with the movie Moana. The note at the bottom read "Now, check the closet."
At this point I'm tearing up and I'm like so touched that I cant even imagine what is in the closet, but i swing the door open and there he stood with a bouquet of flowers and another note. He handed it to me and at this point I'm crying.
I read out loud, "My love, today was stressful for you and it hurt me to hear the sadness in your voice. I hope this helps." And I just started bawling and he grabbed me and hugged me.
I am the luckiest girl in the entire world. This was no special occasion, not my birthday, not our anniversary, nothing. He just did this for me and I couldn't ask for a better man.
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