Saturday, November 2, 2013

Snaps to my husband!!

Thursday was Terry's sausage fest dinner at Misty's in Lincoln.  Terry has been really busy working on figuring out how to be a "boss" and not a worker bee.  He jumped into the deep end of self-employment.  He's watched and helped me run a screen printing shop for 7 years now, but still wasn't prepared for ALL the work self-employment included.  I tried to warn him, but he thought it would be all lazy afternoons spraying foam and big paychecks.  HA!  So between my help in the office and on the jobsite,  as well as staying on top of  the screen printing company I still have ownership in.  I'm pretty stressed out.  Add to that our sweet little girl is in daycare way more than I wanted for her.  *tears*

So I've been whining to him lately that he doesn't show me enough affection, and appreciation for all I do keeping our house clean-ish, clothes washed, folded, and put away, ect.  Yes, I do all that too.  He's pretty much completely consumed in finding his footing as a business owner.  So, I had been in a really irritable mood and quit washing his clothes.  A week or so goes by, and he says, "Could you please wash my clothes?"  So he finally noticed that fairies were not doing the housework. 

This leads us up to last Thursday (2 days ago).  He told me he had something planned for me to do.  A pottery class is what he hinted at.   I don't know if he cancelled that because I wasn't too into the idea, or if it was to throw me off track so I wouldn't guess what he really had planned.  A SPA DAY!!  Well, 2.5 hours of spa day, but still SWEET!!  I've never had a body scrub or facial!  It was glorious.  A body scub followed by a facial, followed by a hour long massage.  All while HE watched the baby!! 

Small joke on that.  I scheduled myself a 1/2 hour massage and asked him to be home so he could watch the baby while I got a massage.  He didn't get home in time, so I spent my massage listening to the baby cry, then getting up and giving her another toy, then she would play for a few minutes and get upset she couldn't be on the table with me, and on and on.  He finally showed up as my 1/2 hour was wrapping up.  I was not a happy girl.  Especially since I've scheduled several massages for him and taken Dagny while he got his.

"So, how did sausage fest go?"  I asked him Friday morning.  He got home so late I was already fully asleep, even though hours before I had sent him sexy messages to come home soon.  Apparently, gossiping with the guys is more fun that playing with his freshly scrubbed wife.  Whatever at 11 PM I'm ASLEEP.  

"It was really informative.  We talked about products and how to apply them."
"Did you say anything to the sales guy about me?"
"Yeah, I told him you were disappointed you weren't invited since you own 51% of the company.  Mike asked if you actually do anything in the company and I highlighted some of the jobs you've done.  Ali sprayed this, and Ali did that.  Dave, the sales guy just sat there.  Then he started shooting tequila like it was going out of style.  I doubt he is going to be much help finding us work this winter."
"Great, wasn't he stoned when you talked to him in Denver?"
"Pretty sure.  That or the altitude was getting to him." Terry replied giving me a kiss.  He's been a lot more attentive lately.  I think my complaints have finally gotten his attention.  I'm not a very needy wife, or at least I try not to be, but come on.  I need some lovin' every now and then. 

My skin feels amazing and my face is glowing with clean healthy cells.  Now it's time to plan my singles party!  I'm inviting a few single guys I know and a few single gals to a dinner party.  The girls know the guys are single, but the guys are unsuspecting.  I'm not sure how it'll work, but it will be good practice for my guy friends to talk to stranger women without being too nervous. 

Terry just took off to do an incredibly slow and complicated grain bin seal an hour and a half away from here, so he probably won't be home for the dinner part of the party.  He's sealing a grain bin to another grain bin.  They are stacked on top of each other, so he's in a boom lift and that goes really REALLY slow. 

I told him I'd save some pie for him. 

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