Too Blessed to be Stressed

My husband has supersonic hearing - the perfect complement to my noise-induced hearing loss. If I breathe a little heavy (now, don't take that the wrong way), he says, "What is it?"

I have three sighs. One of contentment...."ahhhhh". One of exhaustion...."whewhhhh". And one of concession...."ughhhhhh". This week, I've used all three. Heck, TODAY I've used all three. The problem is, when I make sigh number two or one, and he asks "what is it," he's not always satisfied with the answer of "nothing" or "I'm just tired". Sometimes, he thinks I'm hiding something from him.

Sometimes, I make something up just so he won't ask me if I'm sure.

But his perception and consideration is one thing I love about my husband. I'm so blessed to have a man in my life who listens to the smallest sounds I make, and is always open for communication.

I'll have to admit, sometimes I take that blessing for granted. Last night, we had a free evening. No practice, no grocery shopping, no nothing. Mr. Fix-It wanted to make a run to Home Depot for a little project that he won't even get to until Saturday. Since I had spent my day fixing the scheduling mess that has become of this upcoming program - it got changed AGAIN! - I didn't want to fix anything, look at anything that had anything to do with fixing, or home repair, or anything. I wanted to plant my rear on the bed and watch mind-numbing television and "House" for a couple of hours as the stress of the day slid off of me onto the floor. Granted, a good walk would've done me more good....but it was cold yesterday. You can't expect me to walk in the cold.

Well, he left for Home Depot, and he didn't tell me so, but I know it hurt his feelings a little bit that I didn't want to go with him. So my TV watching was in part ruined by the guilt of knowing I let him down. He called about getting me gas on the way home, and I was not very communicative. He offered to get me a smoothie, and I just wasn't in the mood. I sighed (#2) and he asked, and I answered, and he wasn't sure I was telling him everything. But I really was.

Well, he got home, and I apologized if it hurt his feelings, but my husband in Home Depot wears me out! I just didn't have it in me. He understood. Then he crawled up in the bed with me, and we watched Cloris Leachman embarrass herself on DWTS. And I think he understood what I was going for.

I've got the best husband in the world.