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Hot me…
Not as in attractive me but as in I can’t breathe it’s so stuffy in here I’m going to sweat to death me…woke to the air kicking on in the middle of the night… Checked the thermostat on the way to the bathroom and found it set to 73…which was odd…kind of have an unspoken agreement…one of us…if he could…would set it at 76…the other one…the sweaty one…72…so it’s a compromise at 74… Sometimes sneaky me “accidentally” nudges it down a degree during a mid night potty break…but on this given night she did not…so asked about it… Her…did you turn the air down in the night… Him…yes…I thought you looked hot…(not hot in the attractive way but hot in the omg she’s going to sweat to death way)… And that’s when an old gal goes awww…because she knows how much he hates being cold at night…so this is a sacrifice…a doing it because I know it’s important to you…a going beyond meeting in the middle… Just like turning on the ceiling fan even tho he hates that too…or tolerating celery in the goulash because it’s her favorite… It’s the little things…the unspoken things…the putting someone before yourself out of love things…that make being together work… Any kind of together…marriage…dating…friendship…look around…see the little things…do…the little things… Meet in the middle…then go a little farther… And this husband of mine…agrees…
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