New Pillows.

Last night Aimee and I went on the search for new pillows and sheets for Jesse's apartment because I'm tired of sleeping on his crappy old sheets. Apparently I'm high maintenance, but his pillows suck and they hurt my back. I'm not actually high maintenance, I bought them as a birthday present for him... and me. ANYWAY, I wanted to make it a surprise, and not just be like, "Here's some new sheets and pillows. Make your bed." Aimee and I schemed and schemed trying to figure out how we could get into his apartment without him being there. Every scheme was more elaborate than the last until finally I thought it just wouldn't work and then I gave up and went to his mom's house for supper.

When I was there I had the brilliant idea to feign illness and take his keys to go home early. I then set up the bed, went to sleep and had the most wonderful dreams. He finally came home a couple of hours later and didn't even notice what I had done. Then this morning when I woke up he incoherently said, "That was the best sleep ever."

It's now roughly twelve hours past the time when I changed the pillows and I just got a text saying, "Did you change my sheets?"

BOYS.