It is about 5:00 a.m. here and I am up early. I like to get up with my husband and get him ready and out the door if I can. I shuffle out to the kitchen and get the coffee brewing.
My feet are cold so I grab a couple of mismatched socks from the laundry basket.
It is totally dark out my kitchen window.
As is common, there is a kitty that has snuck into the laundry basket.
Aw my eggs are in there now with the store bought. Makes for the perfect fried egg sandwich for my hubby to take out the door.
And because I am hokey, I write him a little note to tuck in his lunchbox. It has been a long week for him and I want him to know how much I appreciate him.