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After a very trying week with massive impending changes to our program at work, we were approached to have a meeting with HR. I am the youngest clinical person on my team. They actually stopped, listened and respected what I had to say and it facilitated even more discussion and problem-solving.

My highly intelligent geek then told me at home as I recounted some of the above meeting with my statements verbatim, "wow, that's a really insightful way to approach _______ problem."

My coworker lauded the finer points of my chili in front of everyone.

It was sunny and 80 for most of today.

When I got home, my headache that I've had for the past few years flared up horribly and I laid down for a moment. My SO walked in and laid down on top of me. This is my favorite thing that he does, I love when he relaxes his whole weight. Night before last when it was bad, he stayed in the other room to give me quiet and darkness, then came in and held me on his chest until I had to roll over. Then he gently slid up behind me and spooned with his hand resting across my temple and forehead until we both fell asleep. My favorite and so rare since he prefers being the Spoonee not the Spooner. The memory of that unsolicted sweetness has brought me joy ever since.

Plus, we got a $50 bonus for high census, barbeque (woo.) for no deficiencies on the federal and state surveys, and we get to wear jeans on Friday.

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