We had been out for a friend’s birthday party on Easter Sunday when Nick told me that he didn’t want to stay too late and was pretty tired. While I thought we could’ve stayed later as we had practically just gotten there, he needed an excuse to get me home. While at home around 10 pm he pretended to call the laundry to come pick up the dry cleaning and I told him it was a bit late to be calling them. He told me they are open late and about 30 minutes later there was a knock at the door. Nick told me to get the door, but I responded with “you’re closer, you get it!” He then just yelled at the door, “come in!” I was like Nick, go get the door, they aren’t going to just come in.

I went back to my computer and the next thing I noticed when I looked up were my parents peeking around the corner. I was in shock! I couldn’t even say anything and was really confused! How did they get here and how did I NOT know about this! I don’t get surprised easily, it’s not that I don’t like surprises, I really do love them. It’s just that usually I find out earlier by accident and tend to ruin them. Nick with the help of Joe had planned this one out and I had absolutely no clue. They would’ve tried to surprise Joe too, but with him traveling most weekends it would’ve been a bit harder to coordinate.