This right here, ladies and gentlemen, is love:

The Husband cleans the kitchen every night (swoon). But even better than wiped countertops and a running dishwasher is how he ALWAYS sets the coffeemaker for the next morning.

He knows I can’t function before the first half pot. And he even asks “do you have your six a.m. meeting tomorrow?” to make sure he sets the timer so it’s ready for me to grab as I stumble my way downstairs and try to remember the call-in code.

(On non-meeting mornings, sometimes he even brings that first cup to me in bed so I can caffeinate up while I’m still cozy.)

Love, I tell you.