Kevin and I have been married for 9 1/2 years, and it seems we never have enough time together. We went on a date a couple of weeks ago, but that seemed so short. When I'm working all of this overtime, he is both Dad AND Mom to the kids, and I get home, exhausted, and fall asleep. The little moments that we cherish are few and far between.
Now, though, my OT seems to have ended. I am going to work at a normal time, and getting home on time. We are talking and laughing and watching TV. Our computer desks are 3 feet apart, and the kids are happy, so we're making the most of the night.
We are both surfing www.findvideos.com and having a ball. He listens to rock and heavy metal, I listen to country. We take turns playing a favorite, or new, video. It's an even trade. He plays some that I hate, some that I find interesting, and others that I think I could listen to on a regular basis. He is appreciative of MY music, and really enjoys some of it, while tolerating others.
We have laughed, grumbled, and had a blast. Love means never having to make excuses for your taste in music, right? Gosh, I miss Kevin. This is nice. It is reminding me why I married him. He is funny, kind, and unique. Here's to you, honey!
2 comments:
He sounds like a keeper! I'm glad he knows that you're a keeper too...that's getting kinda rare these days.
Yeah, I think you should keep Kevin. Has it really been 9 1/2 years? WOW! I remember the first time you brought him home to meet us: he was a bit shaggy-looking, but he made points with me by volunteering to carry wood down to the basement for the wood furnace. First impressions are important!
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