I have the best husband in the whole world. This past weekend, he ran to the store while I stayed at home and worked. While he was there, he picked up the prettiest bouquet of pink peonies (my favorite flower).
Since I spent 90% of the weekend working in the dining room (why go upstairs to the office, when you can rearrange the dining room table chairs to serve as extra desk space?), I put the flowers on the table in there so I could see them while I worked.
Working almost all weekend was no fun, but looking up and seeing the beautiful flowers (and smelling them) made it a little more bearable.