Recipe to a perfect day

As I wake up in the morning, the rush jobs begin. In the middle of swooping past blurry shapes, I sit down to think about the day to come, the people to meet, the work to be done, and a million other lists that are on my mind.

There's one person who makes all of this easier on me. One who shares things from his morning chuckles to his evening yawns. Who cares about his shoes more than he cares about his house. Talks more passionately about books and GI Joes than Kate Beckinsale! One who can scold me and ask to be scolded!

The thing is, the key to a perfect day is having a person by your side who can share it with you.

And I'm lucky enough to have one!

This post is dedicated to the one person who makes getting up in the morning worthwhile.

Comments

Harsh said…

Totally love waking you up in the morning and spending every minute with you!

September 17, 2012 at 12:58 AM

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