To make a short story long, here is some context: my husband and I moved out of state a couple of years prior, both having difficulty finding a good friend group in our new town. I have found two friends in this town and one moved away already. The other friend bails quite frequently. So sometimes I feel a little lonely here, especially since all my good friends live hours away.
My friend and I had made plans to go to the sip and shop my town puts on once a month. Made these plans over a week ago. My friend bailed day of. I was BIG sad (luteal phase am I right) and was crying a bit. My husband woke up mid day (he works nights so this is midnight for him) comforted me and then offered to go with me instead. We had an amazing time and then he took me to dinner. After all this he still went to work with only 3 hours sleep.
All this to say I’m so grateful I married my best friend. I’m so glad I have loving and caring husband who goes above and beyond for me.
Left over pizza with hot sauce and ranch for lunch