i'm feeling special...

here's a rundown of my last day and a half...

got up later than normal tuesday as i had day off to start (and finish!) and assignment due lastnight, got stuck into assignment, didn't do a bad job, showered around midday, grabbed a sausage roll (from the french patisserie - yum!) and diet coke for lunch (not exactly healthy but i was studying..), did some more work, got a text asking me if i'd like to be distracted, ben arrives a few hours later with a box of chocolates (sweet...)

we chat for a little while, i continue with my assignment whilst he sits and browses through a chemistry book i have from first year uni (until he can't keep quiet any longer and we get talking about valency - riveting stuff i hear you say!), then i finish my assignment, spend a wee bit of time with him on the couch before i tear myself away to attend school, he asks me if he can pack my dinner before i go, or if there is anything he can do whilst i'm gone (i'm kinda incredulous right - not just sweet, but thoughtful and something i know is gonna be a hard habit to break), i leave him on the couch having given him instructions on how to navigate the foxtel remote control and leave the house thinking how nice it's gonna be to come home to someone...yes i'll say it again as it's kinda hard to believe it's happening to me - i'm thinking how nice it's gonna be to come home to someone!!! actually, not that's not true, not just someone, him :-)

so i get home around 9.30pm, he's sitting on the balcony (in the dark i might add), i go out there, kiss him, sit down and we chat...then he tells me (of course i didn't notice coz it was dark!) that he's cleaned the balcony (now i'm not sure whether i had previously told him that this was my most hated job) for me...words are simply not enough to describe what was going on inside of me...

so, we get ready for bed and this bit i find kinda weird, as no matter how long you have been seeing someone or how exciting it is being together, there is always going to be an element of 'spending the night together' that's kinda unromantic...you know him sitting on the end of the bed chatting to you as you floss your teeth, or sharing the sink to brush your teeth...

anyway, i digress! we get ready for bed, get into bed, finally sleep better (both of us are adjusting to the spending the night scenario and for the last 2 weeks have virtually wandered the planet like sleep deprived zombies), and when he wakes up he turns to me, kisses me good morning, has a shower and then (and this is the perfect bit) makes me a cup of tea which he brings to me in bed...

could my morning have started any more perfectly???