Oh Crap Not Again

Originally Published 6/3/05

Life was looking damn near perfect. Earlier today we'd closed on the sale of our old storefront property, paid off our two vehicles and credit card and here we sat, debt-free with a big pile in the bank - for the first time in ten years. After the fight yesterday we'd made up and decided to go ahead and buy Lynn and Barb's unfinished house in the Smokies, and get Dad busy on the plans.

My coffee was exactly the right temperature. My headache was almost gone, and it was too late for the phone to ring. We snuggled and sighed. I was an hour into A League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and really savoring it, as well as the Winston Light 100 I just lit up. Mmmm. Life doesn't get much better.

Then IT happened. I can't tell you what IT was, because IT is none of your gd business. The point is the results were: cold coffee, unfinished movie, tears, humiliation, door-slamming and a bad taste in my mouth for the venerable institution of marriage.

Thank God I have the kind of husband that doesn't let it end there. The kind of husband who won't let me go, who wraps me in his big strong arms and whispers everything a woman needs to hear at times like this. Is there such a husband in the world? Yes ladies, yes indeed.

He's sound asleep now, peaceful baby, love of my life. The most pressing issue in my life at this moment? Do I make another pot or grab a diet Pepsi. Mmm, life is great.