I always feel like people prefer to read the real raw stuff. The fighting about money, the childish things we do, the things he does that piss me off. That’s why Real Housewives of Any City is so popular.
I mean, it’s a given, and it should be known, that despite all the things he does that make me miss my single days, of course, I love my husband. But more than that, I admire him.
Today, he starts a new job. It’s the same position he’s been working since December as an Ambulance Operator but it’s for a city that is only 20 minutes away rather than an hour and a half (in Los Angeles rush hour).
Not only am I proud that he is starting a new job and we are *thismuch* closer to him getting the ever elusive yet highly coveted Firefighter position, I am beaming with pride that out of the more than 600 applicants that applied for this job, my husband was ranked number one.
Number one out of more than 600 applicants!! This tells me that we are on the right track, that we will be okay, that he’s got what it takes to make it.
There are moments in a marriage when you just want to kill your husband. There are those times when his socks are in the middle of the living room for the upteenth time, his days-old coffee mug sits on the coffee table, his dishes from yesterday are still in the sink and just the way he breathes makes me want to throw myself in front of a bus.
But today is not one of those days.
Today is one of those days where I remind myself that I am definitely the luckier one in this relationship. Because trust me when I say, there is no one, NO ONE, in the world that would put up with me the way that he does.
I am a bitch, I am cold-hearted, I am moody, I am indecisive, I stress over little things and I complain when things don’t go my way. I say I’m on a diet and then down a bag of chocolate–and he has never once made me feel bad about it.
The man has got patience.
So today, I hold a glass of wine up high for those moments that make you feel like you’re in a Hallmark commercial–the moments that remind you why marriage is so good.
Today, I raise a toast to my husband.
What or whom do you raise a toast to?