Love Notes

I woke up this morning with a serious bone to pick with daylight.  Then I walked into my office, cup of coffee in hand, grudge on my shoulder because I wanted to still be sleeping and encountered a post-it note in front of my computer.  The note was hastily but lovingly scratched by my hubby on his way to work.  And I decided there and then that love notes are a sure-fire way to make a cranky catatonic semi-crazy frump queen feel like a princess.