Early Wake-Up

There was that one time (yes, ONE TIME) when I actually woke up before my husband did on a Saturday morning. I decided to take advantage of the opportunity to surprise him with breakfast.

Then our old, rusty, to-be-replaced kitchen faucet blew up and water sprayed everywhere, so instead of fresh coffee and a hot breakfast, B woke up to, “Sweetheart, I need help RIGHT now!” and had to help me cap the geyser in our kitchen.

The end.

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