I'm going to brag on my sweet Hubs for a moment. Just when I start feeling like I am invisible or taking the brunt of his bad mood caused by giving up tobacco (or trying to), steroids for his shoulder (possible rotator cuff tear) and the usual life challenges of work and the chaos of our world right now, he goes and surprises me in his usual style.
Right now he and a buddy are downstairs at my longarm installing brighter lighting for me. I didn't think I needed it, I'm cheap and was okay with making due. I can tell you I am over the moon excited at the prospect of clear, bright light. It's been on the to do list for a good long while. I knew it was scheduled, but the fact that he is clearing out his Saturday morning - which could have been spent lounging in front of the television to make things easier for me, well that is pretty darn spectacular in and of itself.
Yet, that isn't even the sweetest thing he did today. In fact, I am fairly blown away by my valentines present. I told him I didn't want anything, I personally love him every day and I don't need a commercial marketing bonanza to be reminded of it or to celebrate it. Yep, I am that worn out with the commercialism. Whatever happened to sweet handmade valentines with a lollipop or chocolate taped to them?? Anyhow, Hubs is definitely a gifter, and when he asked me the other day if I minded him spending a certain amount on me, I said no problem, but I really don't need anything. Since I no longer eat sugars our traditional gift is a definite no go.
Anyhow, Hubs also struggles with keeping secrets. He was downstairs swearing at the computer, technology can be very frustrating, he needed a code which of course got sent to me. I yelled it down to him and told him to let me know if he needed anything else. About that time he realized that I would get the confirmation of the expense and I think he was worried the confirmation would give it away, because a few short moments later he asked me to come downstairs and see my gift.
He was so worried that it wasn't romantic, it wasn't at all traditional, it wasn't even a normal gift for most people. For me, it was perfect! The email he sent to her made it even more perfect! Remember when I wrote that I did regret never getting around to learning to make cheese? Well... He enrolled me in a cheese making class. I am so damn excited I can't believe it! And he told her that we would be taking the in-person course together when she returns from Pennsylvania later this year. Ironically, it is with the same woman that I had wanted to take classes with years ago, but never made the time. I also never told him who it was that I wanted to take the class with.
I can't wait! I don't believe I have ever been quiet about my love of learning to be self-sufficient, of learning the old ways and cherishing those skills. Gotta admit, he totally out did himself with this one. And he was pretty confident, because he told me that if I didn't love it, he would do dishes for the rest of his life. I'd say that he was 100% sure of the outcome.
The gift of knowledge and new skills. This is a man that totally hears and understands me, even when it appears he doesn't. I know that the past has left scars that sometimes get reflected back on to him. Moments when insecurity and fear sneak into the corners of my mind and my heart. It took time and research to find that class for me. She is local, I will ultimately be able to gather around the table and make my own cheeses! And he did it because of a single rambling line in a blog, something important to me, but to no one else.
Hubs' boss has been trying to gather us together at his house to learn to make wines also, he found us an entire kit to make the wines - they are taking up space in my store room. I've been dragging my feet and feeling that I didn't want to. Now... I mean, I already make my own crackers, I'll be learning to make my own cheeses... isn't the next logical step making my own wines? Geez, next year my Christmas presents might be homemade charcuterie boards. Yep, I am completely feeling excited, it also didn't take long for my mind to leap onto the fact that I also own a Cricut and wood burning tools... I need to completely STOP!
I cherish that my sweet Hubs understands the insanity that is me. The deep drive to create, to learn and to experience life on such an intimate level. I don't seem to take the easy path, I tend to thrive on the path of personal experiences. He gets it. He understands me. He feeds my crazy!
Yep, I am blessed!
Time to dive into the chaos of the day... love and peace... and may you find the blessings surrounding you!
Some just say I am the man...You know it to be true!! 381+
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