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The strangest thing happened.
A few days ago, The.Boy. (who has been staying at my apartment since Sunday because getting back to Brooklyn from Manhattan right now requires either a very expensive cab ride, a very very long walk, or a very very very long bus ride on a very crowded bus) thanked me.
For what, you ask? For letting him stay with me? For feeding him three AWESOME meals a day? For cuddling with him every night?
Um, no. To all of the above.
He thanked me…for letting him clean my kitchen floor and my recycling bin while I was at work.
I know, right?!?











