I knew I probably loved my boyfriend when he saw me mopping the floor, dead on my feet and feeling very tense and anxious ( I was going through a bit of a bad patch with the ol depression and anxiety) and he walked up and took the mop from me, even though he was also very tired, and finished cleaning the floor from me.
Despite the fact that I make jewellery and toys, I'm not really a diamond ring, or fluffy bunny kinda girl. I do like flowers though, sunflowers or irises if anyone's in the mood. And pretty smelling roses, not artifical hot house non smell blooms. Yech!
But to me, a person who will help you out when you're obviously at the end of your tether, someone who gets in and puts their shoulder to the same wheel you're trying to shove up hill...this to me, dear friends, is true love.
The BF and I are pretty constantly running around trying to tidy up the mess two dogs and a phalanx of cats leaves, as well as make jewellery, make art, renovate the house, write books, sleep, relax, meditate, practice mindfulness, spend time on the internet looking at geekery (BF..not me!) and sometime at some point, spend time with each other. I spent a whole afternoon this week backyard blitzing our veranda in preparation of the arrival of new power tools (more about that soon!) to the BF's amazement. So, when he takes the time to do things like this I have to stop, have a look, be reminded how much i love him...and then burst out laughing!
He could have mowed over it afterwards though! It's still all long and tufty, right in the middle of the grass!
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