All Over Again

Last night my cell phone started ringing off the hook with work calls. I went in the other room for awhile to take care of things. I heard Case rustling but couldn't tell you what he was doing. I came out pretty tired, bummed because my work week got longer, and feeling overwhelmed and inadequate.

The dishes were done.

The laundry was folded.

The living room was picked up.

Leftovers were in the fridge.

The bed had turn down service.

And Casey was fast asleep on the couch.

I love being married.

Because everyday I get a chance to fall in love all over again.