Dear New Husband,
A day full of errands and getting ready to pack up for our move. Which would be awful, usually. But it was so much fun running around together, getting to be with you and getting so much done together.
And, you pull more awesome El Huz moves. I've been whining and complaining about awful sore muscles and you bought me an hour long massage. WHAT. You still listen to me when I whine and am a pathetic old lady when I try to get into bed at night?
Stop showing off. . . But please don't. I really enjoy bragging on you.
I love you,
Your New Wife.
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