My husband is taking a karate class and needed the pants hemmed on his gi. (That's a karate uniform, for those of you who don't speak karate. I myself am not a karate speaker, other than the ridiculous "hwaaa" noises that permeate all Bruce Lee movies. But I digress.) He told me that they would need to be hemmed, so tonight I jumped in and did it without any procrastination. When he put them on and folded up the cuffs to show me how much to take off that was a pretty good reminder, though. :)
I hope that small act helped him to feel loved today.