Speaking of kindness... How is it that I'm focusing on "kindness" and am worried about a friendship, but when my dear, sweet, hard-working husband asks me to come to bed and please rub his shoulders (NOT a euphemism), I stay online? Hmmm.
Methinks I have much to learn about this kindness business.
Does kindess to myself count? Does saying this is the first few minutes I've had in 9 hours to be left the freak alone mean anything?
Off to bed with me. The man's sound asleep at this point.