warm fuzzies

I'm generally not prone to gushing a lot, but sometimes Seth deserves it. I woke up this morning very thankful for him. Mostly it had to do with how good he is to me. Last night, we went grocery shopping, and came home, and found that there were a couple sorta major things that were forgotten. (I had the list, so I guess I did the forgetting). Seth said that he could maybe get them if he had time. I knew that I didn't, and figuring that he's in and out of grocery stores all day, he'd obviously have the better chance. So, as I was picking up the whirlwind of our Christmas stuff that has been strewn about for the last week, I put together a sticky note of my short shopping list and a couple coupons, and stuck it right where I knew he'd see it, and didn't say a word. As we were getting ready for bed he found my list and was kinda amused, but still unsure of if he'd be able to get to all of it during his day, and then on top of it, I added getting the package that's waiting in the apt. office for us, and getting quarters for the laundry. All the while sort of teasing and goading him about being such a big help, because I could tell he was not so excited.
Well, he could have been indignant, he could have been annoyed, he could have brushed me off, but he didn't. He took the coupons and the list and he said he'd do it, and that's why he's so great, because of things like this.