Matt's phone buzzed on the bathroom counter. A text from Shelia: "Good morning! Hope you slept well 😊"
He smiled, continuing to fold the fresh laundry he'd just brought in from the dryer. The house was quiet this early morning, sunlight just beginning to shine through the blinds. It took him a few minutes to finish stacking his fresh clean towels before he grabbed his phone.
"Gm, what’s up? He texted back. "Your phone wasn't in your hand?" Shelia replied.
Matt smiled and replied: "No, something else was in my hand."
Three dots appeared immediately. Shelia was typing back. "Ohh you nasty boy 😏"
Matt laughed out loud, the sound echoing in the empty bathroom. He snapped a quick picture of the folded stack of towels he was placing on the shelf and sent it with: "Yeah, this what’s was in my hands these clean towels I was putting on the shelf. 😂"
Shelia's response: "I'm dying! 🤣 You're such a tease. Also... thanks for the laugh. So are you coming to fold my towels and put them away today too?"
Matt shook his head, replying with a “Hell Yeah” smiling as he set his phone down and grabbed his toothbrush. It was going to be a good day.