
I am very blessed to be married to a wonderful man. What is there to say about Casey? A lot.
Patience of a saint. I am a miniature beast of burden. I know this. I don’t put dishes in the dishwasher. I tend to not put clothes in the hamper. Yes, I am one of those. Yet, he puts up with it. He’s a saint.
I am a passenger princess. I don’t like driving anywhere. I have a 35-minute commute one-way each day to work. I hate driving. Therefore, do not drive anywhere any other time. I’ve become his passenger princess. I am sure it annoys him. If it does, he doesn’t show it.

He cooks dinner every weeknight. I get home the latest every weeknight. He gets home about 3 p.m. every night. I get home about 6 p.m. every night. He usually has dinner done by the time I walk in the door. He’s a saint, I tell you.
He takes the dogs to get their nails trimmed on Saturday mornings. Sometimes, I go with him. Sometimes, I am so wiped, I take a nap Saturday mornings and he goes without me.
He takes care of the pets. Not only does he get their nails trimmed, he takes care of the pets. He feeds them every day. He fills their water dish. I generally do nothing but love on them. Sleep with them. Yeah. I’m pretty useless.

He does our laundry every Sunday morning. Before I even wake up, he starts our laundry.
He puts away said laundry. Yeah. He does that, too.

He takes care of me when I am sick. And that’s a lot. I’m a sickly person. I have diabetes. I have a lot of mental illness. I’m often weak and tired. He never complains. He just does.
He spoils me. He generally gives me what I want within reason.
He takes me to BTS concerts. Despite not liking K-pop, he takes me to BTS concerts and endures the pain. He’s a saint, I tell you.
He lets me live my life the way I want to. I have a best friend that I spend most of my nights online with. He doesn’t get jealous. He doesn’t interfere. He allows me to be happy. He understands that we both have our lives together and our lives separate from each other.
I’m very blessed. I know it. I don’t know what I did in a past life to deserve Casey.
So, happy birthday, Casey. I love your face.





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