Terry started out the day working on finishing my basement shelves, and moving the lights and switches that were in all the wrong places.
At lunchtime, he went out and blew the leaves.
Then he cleaned out the gutters.
I made soup.
Tonight, he was back downstairs, working on the electric.
If this daily log seems lopsided, it is. This guy keeps going, and going, and going. I do some laundry, load the dishwasher, and cook some dinner. He moves a mountain, and builds a skyscraper. I don't know how he does all of the things he does, but I sure appreciate him.
And I never question why he's ready for bed at 9:30.
Just love him.
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