awaketitude
i totally made up that word. Feel free to use it.
I left work this morning at 2:30am. Home at 3ish. Came home tired, dirty, weary knowing that even though I busted ass for 12+ hours yesterday the powers that be are still going find something to chew my ass about.
After I washed up in the kitchen sink (the bathroom is too close to the bedrooms and would have woken up everyone) I came to bed to find Anthony was in our bed. I laid down quietly next to him and he just turned towards me and reached out and rubbed my chest. Like he was cuddling.
And all was right in the world.
