Monday, January 26, 2009
Sorry, He's Taken
I am all in a state of twitterpation (if that's a state anyway). On Friday morning I woke up determined to be positive. Weekends have been a little hard since we started building the house because adorable hubby spends them all at the house. So Friday has sort of become like a Monday to me. I was giving myself the pep talk in my head, "come on Heather, your husband is off building you a brand new house, face the laundry with courage." Then I realize someone is looking at me. Turns out is my husband. Now usually the man is way gone before I realize that morning has hit (he is an insanely early riser). But, there he was. Then he says to me, "ask me again how I would spend my last day." I asked him a week ago and he said, "don't ask me today." I didn't know what he was talking about, just thought he was being weird. So I say, "how would you spend your last day?" He says, "me and you, nobody else and we are doing that today." After trying to figure out what he is talking about I finally realize that he has a room in Salt Lake, babysitters for ALL of our kids and that in just a couple hours we would be off for 27 hours all alone. Sigh...he is the best. We had the best time! We shopped for furniutre and had long talks, we laughed ourself silly when we couldn't figure out how to get out of IKEA and then when we did get out we were in fog so thick that we were making up horror story scenarios that were hillarious....anyway...let's just say that 27 hours is going to keep me smiling for a long time to come!