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First and foremost….thanks for getting it regarding my son and his choice of jeans…it’s truly so not important in the big scheme of things.  My biggest worry has always been, “Does he feel loved?”  I think a child that knows and feels that they are loved..is a blessed child and that is what I want for my son. Now my post… 

Everything in life seems to be about adjustments and changes.  Some are small and you barely notice them and then you think, “Geez, I used to always give myself pedicures between those professional pedicures, why’d I stop?” or it could be “I never used to think that it was bad to buy myself a cup of coffee, why do I think that now?”  And then some changes are bigger and come at you full force like a train off a track.

Like my recent job change that required a work schedule change.

Last week I spent the majority of my free time at work (and yes…I have free time at work because yes I have free time at this position, it’s a well known fact) pining away for my husband.  I didn’t realize beforehand just how much I would miss spending time with him.  I think it’s been equally challenging for him.  This past weekend while shopping for School clothes for my son (and thank goodness I have my shit together because the baby Daddy had not a dime for school clothes this year!!!), I picked up things for Rick.  I bought him quite a few t-shirts and a new pair of shorts.  I didn’t plan to buy him things but I often buy myself clothes here and there and sometimes I go through phases where I don’t buy things for Rick.  And since Rick is a man, he doesn’t buy himself clothes. 

I got off track there.  Changes….sometimes they are small ones that go unnoticed until later and sometimes they are big ones that you notice immediately.  My change in working hours has been more difficult than I anticipated.  I love my husband and apparently really enjoy spending time with the big lug.

About a week ago the battery in my Fossil watch stopped.  This is the Fossil watch that Rick bought for me on our honeymoon.  So after a few trips to places I’ve always purchased watch batteries from before it turns out that only a Fossil dealer can replace a Fossil battery.  (nice pain in the ass coincidence Fossil!)  Rick was off from work today and so while I was sitting at the front lobby desk of where I work in he walks into my workplace (something he never does!) carrying my watch in a zip lock type bag from a jewelry store.  He took it to a Fossil dealer and got my watch battery replaced.  His doing this for me really made me happy down to my toes for several reasons.  I haven’t been able to resolve the problem myself, he noticed I had a problem, and he fixed it.  Love that!  We decided to go to lunch together…late lunch for me, probably an early dinner for him.  It was nice to see him midway through my workday and it was a surprise.  It’s also nice to have my beloved watch back on my wrist right where it belongs.  He also paid to have my watch cleaned, he bought a warranty service on it and of course it now has a brand new battery.  The cleaning part really rocks because you don’t realize how dirty a watch gets until they clean it.

I suppose what’s been going through my mind over the last few days comes down to this
“After you have a sucky marriage..you view everything good that comes after it differently.  I imagine it must be much like a prisoner getting out of prison and going to Disneyland.”

Rick is my Disneyland….  Even when change comes and I must adjust, it’s rather nice to know that I actually “miss” my husband….missing someone means you love them. It means you find their company to be enjoyable.  Yah this is not rocket science…but I am glad that the novelty of love never wears off for me.