But after reading this article, I began wondering if anything particularly lucky happened to me yesterday, since numerologists have pegged yesterday's date as the luckiest day of the freaking century.
Here's what I did yesterday:
- woke up early with Justin since we went to bed so early the night before together (we got up around 9, when we usually sleep in on Sundays).
- made breakfast, including eggs, bacon (which tested and proved positive to the accuracy of the smoke alarm), toast and milk.
- after breakfast, and after airing out the kitchen and living room, Justin and I hung out with each other; I watched television and he did stuff on the Internet. We didn't go anywhere, not even to the grocery store like every Sunday, until 4:30 when we got "lunch" from Subway. (I didn't have to do dishes!)
- he helped me wash the futon cover and put it back on the foam. That was an adventure.
- in the evening, we watched "Undercover Boss" together on the futon. The show was put back by an hour due to a football game, and Justin sat and watched TV with me for the hour until the show came on, something that just never happens.
- we didn't fight. We didn't talk about wedding stuff or watch movies because of a deal or take a nap. We were just able to be together, and even though we weren't right next to each other all day, we were able to enjoy each others' presence.
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