…for a heated throw?
I had assumed that DH and I were quite happily married but since I unwrapped DHT on Christmas morning I’ve been swept off my feet. It has various settings and has supported me through both my booster side effects and my current period pain.
I told DH this evening that I can’t help how I feel and know that DHT and I are meant to be and that I didn’t want to string him along. He just rolled his eyes and asked me what kind of pizza I fancied.
Is he maybe in denial? And has anyone else had to navigate a similar situation? I did develop quite strong feelings for the robot hoover when it arrived but those cooled once I realised how often long hair clogs it up.