Yesterday, I posted about my current depressed state. That was prior to my wonderful, gets-me-better-than-anyone-else husband woke up. He had been at poker until 4am yesterday, and won a decent amount. He woke up suggesting that we pack up the boys and do SOMETHING. We decided we'd head to the aquarium since we've never been to the one here in NC (we have more than one, but we've only ever been to the Ripley's one in Myrtle Beach. This, of course, meant that I would get to see the ocean, put my feet in the sand and have a (quick!) moment in the surf. He gets me. The ocean is my happy place. Heals my heart and cures what ails me. I love that man.
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