Monday, February 9, 2009

Mary 40/365


This is what I come home to every evening. Poor guy doesn't sleep well at night and wears himself out at work. I wake him up, we make dinner, and then it's practically time for me to go to bed. *sigh* It won't last forever, right?

1 comments:

PAL said...

CLINT! Finally - proof he exists in your apartment! ;p