Returning home from a very, very long day of study to find a clean kitchen, a newly installed thrifted yellow lamp so that I can actually see at my desk, and a big, cold glass of diet cherry coke, pre-stirred to remove that pesky carbonation. I'm not fan of roses, and I'm not easily won over by jewelry, but do the dishes and pour me a drink? I'm in.
*Also, and I know, this is rubbing in my joyous good luck, but I'm writing this from the couch. Newland, the laptop, is very excited to be bringing you this message.