I called in last Saturday and spent the day with K. She got another tattoo, on her shoulder this time, and something was telling me not to go to work. I'm not a fan of calling in, I just couldn't shake the feeling that I shouldn't go. So I didn't. I had Sunday and Monday off and K's uncle got us a hotel room in SLC. K's mom was watching the boys and we spent our first anniversary alone together. It's always few and far between when we can get lost together. Often spoiled, it's hard to go back to normal and hardly see eachother. I'm so lucky to have K. She really is my missing piece. <3
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