My other half never fail to please me just because he thinks I am overloaded with a lot of things on my shoulder. Maybe because I complain so much about work, about how tiring it is to keep on cleaning all the mess around the house. He never fails to give me that bear hugs, just to let me know that he's there always. That's my husband. Never romantic, but always there when I'm down and low (including low on cash).
Yesterday, I took my son to watch Happy Feet Two and he decided to stay home. We came back, and the house was clean. He vacuumed, he mopped, he did the dusting, cleaned the fan, the air-conditioner, washed the toilets, cleaned the kitchen and settled the laundry. He even changed all the bed sheets and quilt covers in all the rooms. The house totally smelled like lavender. How cool is that.
Thank you. Thanks for putting up with me all these years. I know sometimes I complain too much. And I get into mood swings like yo-yo. I ask you to buy me stuff that I don't really need. And you always pick up the shit that I leave every now and then, like paying for my credit card bills when I overspent on unnecessary stuff (like that 200 bucks body scrub which you claimed smells like serai). But you are my support system. I cannot function without you. When I come back from work feeling like murdering someone, I know I have you to babble about it at, and you always listen even though you too at that time felt like murdering someone at the office.You will never go out for your boys night out without first making sure everything at home is done and under controlled. And you will never leave home without first giving us a kiss. I love you to bits and I know you love me a lot more.
Signing off - nmn
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