Love is…

coming home from work on the coldest day of the year, seeing (wife’s side of the) garage piled up with numerous assorted stuff that just accumulated over time, knowing that a blizzard is coming and that car left outside will certainly ice over, and industriously cleaning out the garage for half an hour despite hunger pangs, and hands and feet freezing…

just so wife can come sliding into the garage in her car when she returns from work a half hour later.

Thank you, N.  Earned yourself a million brownie points today. 🙂

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