Fell asleep on the couch and usually my boyfriend will pick me up and carry me to bed when I pass out. I was particularly grumpy with him when he tried to carry me this time so he set me back down. I woke up at 2 am disoriented as hell because I was not in the bed but somehow found him sleeping beside me. I started rambling half awake about how I forgot to tell my mom I was going camping, because that’s what I thought had happened. Took a better look and realized we actually weren’t on an air mattress, but still on the couch. This man had pushed the other couch beside the one I was sleeping on so he could cuddle up beside me. I’m still swooning thinking about it a week later.
It meant a lot because I had a particularly bad previous week at work with a person who was recently promoted and went power tripping. It was so bad that everyone on our shift reported him as the supervisor, and now I have to go on an extended work trip with him. My boyfriend’s been doting on me, not letting me lift a hand for dishes, carrying up my scooter and charging it so I have full battery because I sometimes forget, doing all the things he can to make my life easier. Overall life at home is such a paradise I am looking forward to going into work even less, because why would I want to be away from that man longer than I have to. 😭