My husband gets up at the crack of dawn and goes jogging. When he comes back he makes himself coffee, so when I get up, the coffee’s there ready and waiting. This is great, because I’m not a morning person.
This morning he had his annual health check, which meant that he had to go and have a blood test before he ate or drank anything. So he couldn’t have any coffee.
He made coffee anyway, just for me.
See why I married him?
