The Real Deal

I'm in a "deep thinking" mood tonight. Tonight has been a good, dare I say great night. I came home, relaxed and talked with a friend. My daughter volunteered to fix dinner and my son mowed the yard. While I waited for my husband to come home I unwound from my hectic week at work. Knowing his week at work had been difficult, I didn't know what to expect when he got home. I tried to prepare myself to be loving and giving. Thinking of him and his week. Work, wasn't the only thing that was tough.

We started our week off with a bang. We as the Sara Groves song says "just had WWIII in our kitchen". I was hurt and ticked. I felt let down by him. I thought we had communicated (and by we--yes, of course I mean me) and that I didn't have to worry, fret or think about rearranging my life. I was sure that he understood, we are good, as is. But he comes home from a 3 hour meeting and I find out that my work load increased significantly. Mind you this was on a night that I was still processing that I had more work to do than could possibly be done in a week (unless I was to lock myself in a closet and have zero interuptions--and even then?) Anyway, back to WWIII in the kitchen. I was shocked that he had justified in his mind that he made a good choice, when I knew it wasn't MY choice.

I guess you are getting the picture that I finally came to sometime during the next day. He was right, when he said "you're being selfish." Well, he was too. I felt that I was entitled. But none the less. In my anger and hurt I added to his tough week. And after all was said and done, I felt bad. I felt bad, so tonight, I just wanted to have a good night with the family.

So--back to the good night. :) We had dinner at the table and talked about our upcoming weekends and plans. Chandler is showing an interest in the drums, so as Chad started an inpromptu lesson, I sat and hammered out some final details to the trip that I'm taking with my mom in November. We all landed back in the living room to listen to Nicky play her guitar. She has had 3 lessons now, and I can see marked improvement and skill. I don't know where she'll go with it, but definately beats my "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" on the violin! :) I also watched a series of short videos that Chandler made that are hilarious. Then we watched Monk together. Afterwards, the kids went off to watch a movie in their "hang out" room and I went to watch a chick flick while Chad chilled to HGTV.

So now, I'm just thinking. Life is like the fairy tales. It's about the drama and difficult moments and overcoming them. It's about the prince. My prince may not always do everything the way I want, but he doesn't purposely try to hurt me either. He may think of himself or others first occasionally, but when he realizes that, he's always sorry when he feels he's done something that hurt me and he's good to listen and do his best to make the best of it.

I guess what I'm saying is, maybe no one else ever argues, or disagrees. Maybe everyone else has it all figured out already? But I'm very happy with figuring it out as we go, as long as we figure it out together. I love him and I'm glad that we have the real deal. Our deal. Our love. Special made, custom built to last, just us.