Sep. 11th, 2013

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Himself is abruptly having a crazy and stressful week, so tonight, unusually, I have made dinner - overestimated a bit, but hey, someone will have a little lunch tomorrow, and everything is done and tastes fine - and brought it to him up in his office where he is preparing for an important professional-certification test thing he's taking on Saturday.

I made my man dinner and brought it to him while he works and then left him alone. I mean to say. !!! (But he has acknowledged that he finds me presence helpful in the present stress, which is a huge step - not all that long ago he'd have pushed me away instead of relying on me.)



Now I am watching a Poirot mystery on the DVR and waiting for tonight's Broadchurch, since Himself is unlikely to resurface until almost time to go to sleep.

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