So as my husband watches my slow decent in crazy, he thought of the perfect way to encourage me (other than steering clear of me while I'm working). He knew there was only one man I would listen to. Only one man that could make me believe in myself.
When I sat down to work today, I looked over and saw this:
Oh, Edward. You're right! Thank you for believing in me!
(my husband is officially the funniest man alive)