Friday, 8 March 2013

Because it's not always about the 'nice' things

I missed last week due to being completely frazzled trying to pack six of us for our weekend away with the folks, so back on track, and linking up with Happywivesclub.com for 'Why I Love My Husband - The Never-ending list'.


Some of you may have seen that I was pretty down at heart yesterday, if you missed me wallowing in self-pity you can catch it here.  I hadn't said anything much to Mr G.  I hadn't told him I'd posted on my blog about it - he does pretty much need prompting to read it, so much for solidarity... ;-)   But he had seen the mess with his own eyes.  I wear my heart on my sleeve for him, not for everyone, but always for him, so he could see I was hurt and upset, and very defeated.   And when the kids came home...

36.  He called them all into the living room, and they were all very firmly put in their places.  He pointed out everything that I did for everyone in the family, including him.  That I had looked after everyone pretty much single-handedly after the series of operations he's had the last three years, and that I deserved better than how I was being treated.   Some tears, a lot of very sheepish looks.  The sermon lasted about 15 minutes, when he dismissed them back to their rooms.  He walked into the kitchen, hugged me and asked me to move out of the way so he could make me a coffee.

If I had been left to confront the kids, it would have gone one of two ways.  Me screeching like a banshee at them - which doesn't work, all kids hear is screeching, not what you're saying to them.  Or I'd have probably broke down in tears.  Which is the most likely.  Mr G taking over, and doing something I really didn't want to face, completely unprompted, because he could see how much it was upsetting me.  Because he could see the injustice in how I was being treated.  I love this man, so, so much.  It's not all fun and games and laughter, sometimes there are days like this, and he still didn't disappoint.

And the bedrooms were all spotless, by 5pm.

*Aaaaargh - just seen that the link up has changed to Mondays - ah well, one less job for next week!

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