It's the Little Things

There really hasn't been much going on around here lately.  Bucko and I are still firmly residing in the land of crazy busy.  I miss our time together.  I miss his presence.  I think I just feel more submissive when he's around.  It seems to be easier for me to embrace my role when he's here to take care of me.  I miss having the energy to do more with him than say hello, hug, kiss, and then sit on the couch.  Lately, I have just felt worn out and so has he.  

On the upside I feel like I've really been on top of my game at work.  I've loved what I'm teaching lately and I really feel like my kids are learning.  I love seeing their faces light up when they finally understand that difficult concept.  It never gets old.  As great as it feels to feel successful, I miss my Bucko.

It's the little things really.  We're both home, we have dinner together, and we talk on the phone a little when he isn't busy at work.  It's the little things.  Bucko hasn't given me a job or chore in a while.  Granted I've been either too sick or too busy to do them, but the jobs provided a security and a continuity to our routine that I like.  We didn't even go grocery shopping this week.  We ate out so much last week we didn't need to buy food.  Who would have thought I would miss hands on the cart?

In spite of all of this busy crazy stuff, I feel like Bucko and I have grown in TTWD.  He is always confident and reassuring.  When we go out now, he has taken to ordering for me. I asked him the other day if he had paid the bills.  He answered by saying, "Babe, you don't ever have to worry about that.  I promise I'm going to take care of you.  I know you are going to ask and you can, but just know you don't have to."   Hey man, I can't live without my internet.  I had to check, but how awesome was that?

I went to pick up a few things from the store the other day and we had an interesting text exchange.

Hey Babe, do you want me to get the big bag of litter that is on sale or the one in the jug like we usually get? (Did I really just ask about what he wanted me to buy? When did that happen?)

Get the jug.  I don't want you to hurt yourself trying to lift that heavy bag.  (Did my cheap frugal husband just tell me to buy something more expensive?)

Yes Sir (Did I really just say that?)

That's my girl! (Why am I smiling so much from that text?)

Like I said... It's the little things. 

This cracked me up when I saw it and quickly became my quote of the week.  I thought I would share with all of you people who are also just doing the fair thing.