The other morning while in Los Angeles, some guys showed up around 7:00 am to start jack-hammering at the bottom of our hill, tearing up the existing staircase and wall to put a carport in. Our bedroom faces the street, so the noise was starting to chip its way into my consciousness through my earplugs and the fan on at high speed. However, before I was fully pulled from my dream of driving a golf cart through the streets of Prague, Ted raced all the way up the 76 steps from the street to the house to close the windows so that I could continue sleeping.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again: that man is my hero.
Then today I went to use the unisex restroom at our Trader Joe's and noticed that the toilet seat was up. As most other women, I'm not a big fan of having to put these down, especially in a public restroom. Through my mild annoyance, it occurred to me that I'm spoiled by how Ted remembers to put the seat down probably 90% of the time. He's made the point that it's the gentlemanly thing to do.
It got me thinking about how in any marriage or friendship, it's the little things that seem to serve as the glue to keep things together. It's the little ways we prefer each other, the small things we do to make the other happy.
So I want to put the question out there: What are some of these little things for you all?