Annie's Day

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I didn’t want to wake up at 6am, especially on a Saturday. But the man I was cuddled up to was… a morning person.

Paul got up godawful early, as usual. I had to endure temporary wakefulness as he removed his arm from under my head. Then he ran his fingers lovingly through my hair while trying to convince me to wake up.

Tip for all you guys out there: If a woman is asleep, let her sleep. If you’re anything other than newlyweds, she does not want to you groping her in the morning.

He finally gave up and went off to do whatever the hell morning people do. I fell back asleep within minutes.

I awoke at the more reasonable hour of 10am and trudged to the kitchen to get some breakfast. Paul was at the table with the electric can opener in a hundred pieces. It had broken the day before, and would only cost $10 to replace. But he’d rather spend hours fiddling with it than admit defeat. I indulge his idiosyncrasies to a point, but I also wanted us to have a functional can opener. He had one day to fix it or buy a new one.

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