AHHHHH

Well, tommorrow I go to work at 6 am. I think that the time is the most horrible time in the world to be at work. As I think about that moment when I leave the warm shelter of my bed and add a sniffle as I see my dear husband snoring away, I usualy start to cry. HAHA. I always kiss sam goodbye, and he never remembers it, but it is this kiss, and this quiet moment that I thank the lord for his great gift that He has given me in my husband. I have never , since I have been married worried about money, or anything really because of the way he takes care of me. Its in this quiet moment, that I feel bad because sometimes I get angry at him and sometimes he does things I dont like, but o what would I do without him and his wonderful way he loves me. Now if he could just remember to pick up his clothes, o well theres always tom.