So, it’s first thing in the morning, Sunday morning. My first thing in the morning thing is to go to the bathroom. Well, as I’m using the potty, I hear my husband puttering around the kitchen. I finish up and come out, embrace him.
Me: What are you doing up so early?
Austin: I’m just up. It’s not so shocking.
Me: Yeah, it is. You never get out of bed this early.
Austin: I was out of bed this early yesterday.
Me: Yeah, but you were meeting X. You never get out of bed this early without a reason.
Austin, tightening our embrace: You’re my reason.
Me: You’re full of shit. And I’m not, because I just finished using the facilities.
Austin: You better check again.
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