You don't bring me flowers...

Is it possible that the reason your honey stops asking how your day was is because the reports start to sound like these posts?
So far today I can report that I have lost my sense of smell and along with the ability to taste, and therefor to create, delicious food. I cleaned out the walk-in fridge; that was satisfying. My landlords are currently corroborating the stereotype that British people are lawn-care maniacs. Tonight I start my 24-hour liver and gallbladder cleanse; that should make for an informative and possible repulsive post a day or two hence.
Until then, never fear, only 25 days of NaBloPoMo left!