K and I have had a REALLY busy few weeks. It's been really stressful on both of us, and we've been running around like chickens with our heads cut off. But let me tell you that I have never in my life felt as lucky and as loved as I do today.
We got home last night at 10:30 from his Dad's house, where we were helping him pack up some things and move out of his house. We both forgot that my car was in shambles in the garage, and I was starting a yoga class with my sister Monday nights. We were both absolutely exhausted. I told him it was okay, that I was sure my sister would be okay to cancel. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep on the couch as soon as I layed down.
I woke up at 2:38am and heard banging coming from the garage. I was like... what is going on down there? I went downstairs and found K finishing up the wheel bearing on my car. He had to leave the house at 5am to get to work on time, yet he stayed up all night fixing my car so I wouldn't be stranded. I never would have let him stay down there if I hadn't fallen asleep--he definitely should have been sleeping before work. But never in my life have I felt so grateful and loved that he would do that for me.
I think sometimes it's the little things in relationships that let each other know you care about them--this was definitely one of those. When things get stressful in life, (and they inevitably do) I so strongly appreciate having him to turn to and support me. Now excuse me while I go back to etching hearts into my Trapper Keeper.