Maybe Today 🙄
Every day I wake up thinking, “Today is the day I’m going to meet my husband.” 😂
Like, surely today is the day. Maybe at Target. Maybe at the coffee shop. Maybe he’s going to accidentally bump into my cart in the grocery store and our love story begins. 😭
Meanwhile, I’m getting ready like I’m going to meet the love of my life, only to come home having interacted with absolutely zero eligible men.
At this point, I’m starting to think my husband is either:
In a different city,
Taking his sweet time,
Or completely unaware that I’m waiting for him 😒
But every morning? Same delusion. Same optimism.
“Maybe today.” 🤡❤️