Saturday, February 14, 2009


As I drove home last night I felt overwhelmed and inadequate about the opportunity at work to be a manager. I was feeling pretty bad, as a matter of fact. While I really love working hard and making things better at work, I don't love some of the considerations involved with management. I was ready to leave work at 2:45, following a meeting with my wonderful manager who is training me for management, but realized I needed to send off a photo and bio for a speaker I am sponsoring for an upcoming conference for advertising, so I didn't leave until 3:30.

I got off the freeway at about 4:00, and called C to let him know that I would be stopping by the store and then heading home, a common courtesy we often utilize. I bought some whole wheat hamburger buns for our healthy bacon cheeseburger dinner, and then headed home. C called while I was at the store and asked if it was okay if he stopped by the gym. I told him I fully expected he would, and asked if he was excited about the bacon cheeseburgers I'd have ready when he got home. "You have NO idea!" he said.

I walked in the door and up the stairs to our home, expecting to find my white stovetop still black with eggwhites I had spilled, only to find it scrubbed clean, along with the counters, and the dishwasher running. I turned to see the dining room table and chairs we had looked at in the furniture store, covered in red crepe paper and topped with a large ruby red vase filled with velvety red roses, peruvian lilies, and palm and variegated greenery, with a pink card with my name on it leaning up against the vase. I started to tear up with joy. My worries of the day faded away, and I was so grateful for the kindness of my sweet husband. He, no doubt, had spent his day cleaning and setting this up for me.

What a good friend and partner I have in my sweetheart! I am so grateful for him! As it turned out, he had barely enough time to finish his preparations in order to surprise me before he left! My stop to the store won him just enough time to complete his plans, and take off so I wouldn't suspect anything.

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