When I arrived home from work yesterday, I was tired and dragging ass. I enjoy commuting on my Harley, but when it is very hot and humid, it takes its toll, especially after a hard day at the office. I was looking forward to having dinner at home, then curling up on the sofa next to my spouse … and probably nodding off. <\/p>\n
Well… that didn’t quite happen.
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\nWhen I walked into the kitchen from the garage, I found a big vase of flowers from the yard. I stopped, smelled them, and then called out, “hey, spouse? Where are you?”<\/p>\n
… nothing …<\/p>\n
It is not uncommon for Spouse to cut flowers for me, but he has not done it for months. I smiled and said to myself, “how nice and thoughtful.”<\/p>\n
I put away my helmet, lunch container, keys, ID badge, and put the cell phone on its charger, then called out again, “hey, spouse? Where are you?”<\/p>\n
… nothing …<\/p>\n
I looked out the back door to a place where my spouse sits on the small deck.<\/p>\n
… not there …<\/p>\n
I looked out the rear kitchen door and to the lower deck to see if my spouse were sitting there.<\/p>\n
… nope …<\/p>\n
I looked down the basement stairs.<\/p>\n
… it was dark. He was not there, either.<\/p>\n
I went upstairs to our bedroom, thinking that perhaps he was folding laundry or using our master bathroom.<\/p>\n
… not there …<\/p>\n
I was beginning to worry. I went back to the kitchen to look for a note. If he were going to take a walk or something, he would leave me a note (remember, my spouse does not have a cell phone and I don’t send or receive text message anyway.)<\/p>\n
Then I heard footsteps. <\/p>\n
I quickly turned around and saw my spouse with a big smile on his face. He grabbed my waist, nuzzled my neck, and handed me a note, which read, “thank you for building me the greenhouse. We have the best gardens we’ve ever had.” <\/p>\n
Man, what a great way to be greeted after a hard day at the office and a muggy commute home!<\/p>\n
I have to remember to check the Living Room next time I can’t find Spouse. That is where he was hiding all along \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Life is short: love your man!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When I arrived home from work yesterday, I was tired and dragging ass. I enjoy commuting on my Harley, but when it is very hot and humid, it takes its toll, especially after a hard day at the office. I … Continue reading