Romantic Interlude

Klara slept in, and I had a chance to talk to my husband at breakfast. It was extremely refreshing. Normally, I feel like my own husband’s mistress, taking long luck breaks and sneaking out of office in the middle of the day to spend 30 minutes together on our own.

The feeling of always wanting to be together but never managing it really spices up a relationship. But I miss my husband, dang it!

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