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I am a terrible wife…Spouse…Whatever.

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I am a terrible wife. Last night I (finally) spotted an envelope on our fireplace mantle, addressed to the both of us.

‘What’s that for?’ I ask.

‘What date is it?’ hubby replies, smugly. Well, smirkingly.

‘Um… Um…’

Oh yes, it’s about to be our seventh wedding anniversary! And I even got the number of years wrong on my first try.

At least one of us is a romantic (and I’m sure he gets it from his mum, who gave us the card!)

Love ya, babe – every year seems just like the last, and that’s a GOOD THING. I promise 🙂