I had a hard time getting out of bed this morning... After an emotional Wednesday and Thursday (I blame the full moon), I returned home from class earlier than anticipated late last night and found Mike in the midst of setting up many, many candles. But without giving up, he turned out the lights, started up my favorite CD and led me to a bubble bath. I was so touched that I couldn't help but cry because I felt so special and lucky. He joined me in the tub and that, along with everything else, was enough to make everything all better. We talked about nice things. Everything was perfect. Of course, after the bath we enjoyed each other in bed and fell asleep to the sound of the thunderstorm. Getting out of bed this morning was next to impossible and I would've given anything to stay there with him. But alas, I made it to work, still feeling relaxed and content...