I was walking out to my car the night of the 13th. It was a crappy day (yes I say the C-word). Just awful, anything that went wrong at work did. It was my first night as a charge, we had a disgruntled resource nurse, grouchy patients, I was orienting a poor new nurse and I was certain she would want to quit by the end of the day. I ended up staying two hours late to fill out an incident report. Just a bad day! To make matters worse when I finally got to leave work.....I can't find my car.
So I was a mess, thinking some one had stolen my car...then I remembered I had a panic button so I pushed it. Turns out I was standing in from of my car...it just was so clean I didn't recognize it. I remembered I had told Dave if I was going to get anything for Valentine's Day I would just like my car cleaned since it had layers of salt on it. On my steering wheel was a single rose, I got in the car and cried.
| My purty flower |
| My Happy Car |
Silly? Yes. It meant a lot to me. Then I get home. My day was bad, my teeth hurt, I have a headache, my feet are killing me. I took NyQuil insistent on sleeping well. Dave tells me I should take a bath. I walk into the bathroom and it is covered in Rose petals, a little rose petal path to the tub, petals on the tub, in the tub around the tub.....ahhhhhhh it was beautiful and I could not believe it!
So I am sitting there thinking this was the best and I couldn't ask for more. Between the hot bath and NyQuil I slept well. I got up the next morning and went to the kitchen to get coffee and see a big beautiful bunch of roses in the kitchen. Came home from work for a date to Olive Garden. Dinner and a lovely red Zinfandel........what a Dave! Everyone needs one.
I love this man, this Dave. I feel like I am the first thing he thinks of, he makes me feel important, beautiful and fully loved. I love him more all of the time and I am so happy he is my Valentine.....I was thinking how do I repay him with manly non-girly romance......an iPAD he almost cried it was so romantic HA HA HA
