The hunt is on!

Since H asked if there would be any left over venison to make breakfast sandwiches, I offered to do it.

The wine put me to sleep at 8:45 p.m. last night and my eyes popped open at 3:30, rather than fight it , I went with it.

I got up, looked in the mirror and thought " not bad ", and put on my face.

I put on my trusty jeans and a Henley, to look cashh.

I made the sandwiches, mmmm fresh mozzarella , venison, and tomatoes on English muffs.

I wrapped them in tin foil and labeled them. This way my H. got the med. rare pieces.

I cleaned out my suv, so they would have room for all the hunting accoutrement.

Went back inside and made coffee in to-go cups.

I packed the sammy's in a thermal bag , with napkins, and an extra lid for H. thermos of coffee, which must be poured or one will be scalded.

Anyhoo, the look on my husband's face was priceless. He was SOOOO pleased! I could see appreciation oozing from every pore.

I took a risk, but glad I did. His pet peeve was that I didn't put him first. I didn't put much or any thought into what he likes, needs, desires.

I thought to myself, this weekend I did! Would I do this from now on ? Yes. Why? Because he's out in the dark and cold, about to bring home ( hopefully ) a freezer full of food.

I never would bring him to the airport or pick him up either...I would change that too.

Dr. Laura's book slapped me upside my head.

Even though his love language is touch, and quality time, I know acts of service are very important to him. His eyes twinkled this morning.

When his friend came in, he showed off the island I made out of an antique dresser. He was full of pride and compliments about it, in front of me! That did not go unnoticed and I appreciated him doing it.

So far all went well this early a.m. Pray he gets a deer, for more than one reason. It would reeeeally boost his ego, and I would get to see the butcher shop with him!

I hope I looked like a wife that someone would be a fool to give up. If not, at least I did the right thing and showed that I have grace under extreme anxiety and stress.


Formerly Workinprogress
H :55
M :over 29 yrs.
Together : 33
D : college
D : adult
BD and left : May 2013
Separated
Experimenting/Replay

Jan 2014...Let go of rope!


God grant me the serenity...