This week my strong silent mysterious man has worked allot of overtime.
We don't mind much, and are so grateful for the work.
But it does take some creative sacrifices to make sure we connect in our marriage and don't allow being so tired from responsibilities and obligations to come between us or begin to divide is in anyway.
Yep, its still allot of work even after all these years.
So Monday night is still our family night, we try to always dedicate special time to devote to what we need to strengthen our family on Monday. We do it all week too, but if we get too, busy in our lives we always know we have Monday set aside to keep everything else out.
So this week, his work needed him, it was a hot rush job and the customer is always right... so he called me at work to give me heads up during the day.
He knows how much I look forward to our family night together and knows I would be disappointed.
So I prepared mentally, it was a long really hard day for me, so I got in my head I would get a redbox movie (I don't get many chick flicks anymore, so it was a perfect time to take advantage).
First I would need to go unlock the storage at the church, he is still in charge of the stake shed and someone needed to pick up chairs, and I am his back up if he can't be there.... then I made a couple of stops on my way home preparing for a night home alone... and got home, let the dogs out, fixed their dinner, got them fed and settled in for the night, then had just sat down with a chicken sammie and a diet coke watching the opening credits when my strong silent mysterious man called. He was inviting me to come by his work. He had to wait on a truck and was cleaning the shop and killing some time until the motor he was to work on arrived.
Hmmm... "I think I will just stay home" I told him. We talked some more and he mentions a third time, "you could just stop by for a few minutes, since I won't be home before late and you will be in bed".
So I can hear something in his voice he needed me, or wanted me there for some reason... and I felt very prompted to just go. I offered to bring him dinner, but he didn't want anything... but asked if I would bring Taylor down to see him.
They have a thing when he comes home from work, it's cute, she dotes on him and we laugh at how she acts like she just can't get enough of him. I figured he was missing that.
We should all be greeted this way upon return from a long day... but she saves it all up for him. Even if I get home first to rescue them from a long day home alone... she waits and dotes on him when he arrives like he is the one who saved her.
It's weird.
So I wrap up my dinner, put on a sweatshirt and slip on shoes, grab the dog and head to the shop.
When we get there he meets us at the car and seems so excited to see us. I kind of know the feeling, I like it when he has an excuse to drop by my work for something.
He has a ball of shop rags taped up and plays catch with her for a couple of minutes. And then we talk some more, but not about anything in particular. He shows me some projects he has been working on, and then says "well I better get back to work, thanks for coming by to see me".
Wow, it was sweet, I could have stayed home. But he wanted to see me (or maybe Taylor?).
It was only 2.4 miles, but by the time I got home, I was not in the mood for a movie, dinner was cold, my diet coke was diluted with melted ice.
But I am soooo glad I went. I wouldn't have given that up for any amount of alone time. He was so genuine, and made a special toy just for Taylor, We were on his mind.
I wouldn't give that up for the world.
Family, it's a sweet peaceful safe feeling to be loved and wanted and needed. And it brings an indescribable joy that sometimes in our busy lives we forget to breath in... we take it for granted they will be there everyday. Life is precious and sweet.
I love my strong silent mysterious man, he completes me!
We don't mind much, and are so grateful for the work.
But it does take some creative sacrifices to make sure we connect in our marriage and don't allow being so tired from responsibilities and obligations to come between us or begin to divide is in anyway.
Yep, its still allot of work even after all these years.
So Monday night is still our family night, we try to always dedicate special time to devote to what we need to strengthen our family on Monday. We do it all week too, but if we get too, busy in our lives we always know we have Monday set aside to keep everything else out.
So this week, his work needed him, it was a hot rush job and the customer is always right... so he called me at work to give me heads up during the day.
He knows how much I look forward to our family night together and knows I would be disappointed.
So I prepared mentally, it was a long really hard day for me, so I got in my head I would get a redbox movie (I don't get many chick flicks anymore, so it was a perfect time to take advantage).
First I would need to go unlock the storage at the church, he is still in charge of the stake shed and someone needed to pick up chairs, and I am his back up if he can't be there.... then I made a couple of stops on my way home preparing for a night home alone... and got home, let the dogs out, fixed their dinner, got them fed and settled in for the night, then had just sat down with a chicken sammie and a diet coke watching the opening credits when my strong silent mysterious man called. He was inviting me to come by his work. He had to wait on a truck and was cleaning the shop and killing some time until the motor he was to work on arrived.
Hmmm... "I think I will just stay home" I told him. We talked some more and he mentions a third time, "you could just stop by for a few minutes, since I won't be home before late and you will be in bed".
So I can hear something in his voice he needed me, or wanted me there for some reason... and I felt very prompted to just go. I offered to bring him dinner, but he didn't want anything... but asked if I would bring Taylor down to see him.
They have a thing when he comes home from work, it's cute, she dotes on him and we laugh at how she acts like she just can't get enough of him. I figured he was missing that.
We should all be greeted this way upon return from a long day... but she saves it all up for him. Even if I get home first to rescue them from a long day home alone... she waits and dotes on him when he arrives like he is the one who saved her.
It's weird.
So I wrap up my dinner, put on a sweatshirt and slip on shoes, grab the dog and head to the shop.
When we get there he meets us at the car and seems so excited to see us. I kind of know the feeling, I like it when he has an excuse to drop by my work for something.
He has a ball of shop rags taped up and plays catch with her for a couple of minutes. And then we talk some more, but not about anything in particular. He shows me some projects he has been working on, and then says "well I better get back to work, thanks for coming by to see me".
Wow, it was sweet, I could have stayed home. But he wanted to see me (or maybe Taylor?).
It was only 2.4 miles, but by the time I got home, I was not in the mood for a movie, dinner was cold, my diet coke was diluted with melted ice.
But I am soooo glad I went. I wouldn't have given that up for any amount of alone time. He was so genuine, and made a special toy just for Taylor, We were on his mind.
I wouldn't give that up for the world.
Family, it's a sweet peaceful safe feeling to be loved and wanted and needed. And it brings an indescribable joy that sometimes in our busy lives we forget to breath in... we take it for granted they will be there everyday. Life is precious and sweet.
I love my strong silent mysterious man, he completes me!
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