So I get to the office on a "happy friday" (as my PB would always greet me with)...
Our ever-reliable guard office, Rinald, tells me I have a package, I look at the delivery receipt, and there it was. Another SURPRISE from my Pantaleon! It seemed like a heavy package, the way Rinald carried it and propped it on my desk.
Tan-tanan... Drum rolls again, I hear...
I opened a box filled with all sorts of goodies from First Republic Bank - that's where my PB works. You name it, there it all was...
Above is the only non-First Republic Bank goodie! It's a contact lens case, SOOOOO cuuuuttteee!!!
The surprise was sucha stress-reliever; came just in time (talk about perfect timing again!) after having such a loooongggg week! That guy. Again.
The year-diary thingie was something else. I realized only later on when I skimmed through its pages that he had written something on some dates... THE BEST WEEKS EVER he wrote (quite messily really!) on those 2 weeks last March when he was here. Then he added "Finally once more" on August 29th (yup, he's set to arrive then! God willing!). That got to me, I couldn't help but cry.
Amongst all those sweet-everythings was a card, lilies on the cover page with two dragonflies (he "cheesily" told me it was him and me - tooooo sucky cheesy, PB! Haha!), then an entire letter inside. He wrote about missing me soooo much and how he looked forward to seeing me real soon. Hayyyyy if he only knew how much more I looked forward to it, more than anything! Most importantly, he wrote about the significance of the goodies he sent - that even at work (where he spends most hours of the day at), he thinks of me all the time. He related to me how he told his boss, Sherry, about his little surprise package and how she thought it was the sweetest, how she suggested a few stuff and all. Darn that Leon.
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"We not only read the same book, on the same page, we read the same paragraph together" - or something to that effect. He says that about us to his friend Reilly.
For the nth time, I love THIS GUY to death.
For the nth time... enough said.
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