Jason and I have been together for almost 11 years, and married for just about 8.
Life gets messy and hectic….like this morning’s snacktime.
Sometimes I forget to do nice things for my husband. Getting dinner made is just a chore—not something I sit and contemplate: “I think Jason would really like to eat *fill in the blank* for dinner.” If I get dinner on the table by 6 pm, it’s a major victory. I used to sit and think about Jason’s preferrences a lot more…..before we had kids. Unfortunately, those thoughts aren’t as prominent as they once were. Must work on that….
Jason is known for being a funny man. He’s got a line for everything, I swear. But don’t let his goofiness fool ya. They say “Still waters run deep.” and I think that’s probably pretty true of Jason. He’s romantic in the unconventional sense. He remembers things other forget, goes back and buys things for me long after I suggest I like them, and downloads music for me that he knows or thinks I will love. But I think he did the most romantic thing he’s EVER done for me this week.
He vacuumed.
I don’t care what anyone says. I will take a helpful hand over just about any gift. Except for maybe this.
Or this.
But in that moment of crazy-breakfast-insanity (and Maggie throwing of her food ALL over), there was not a more romantic gesture to be had.
Period.
Love that man.
