Solving the Jet Lag

The flight was exhausting. All I was hoping for was a restful sleep to give justice to my aching back. But by the time I got home, I realized that I got more than what I wished for. He cooked adobo. It was gooood. And it made my day, took away my stress and basically rejuvenated me. Sounds mundane, huh? But there comes a time in your life when you can really feel this way. It's flattering, really. The effort put into such surprise is heart-warming, and sumptuous. I wish I could cook for him, too. AWWWW.