This is the kind of post that will get me a whole lotta love. Not that I would strategically post nice things about Bryan in order to get something nice in return (because that would not be prudent), but the most significant lesson Iâ€™ve learned this month is that affirmation and thankfulness softens the jagged edges of a marriage.
This is also one of those posts that says, You Were Right, without actually having to say it. Out loud. To his face.
If I apologize to Bryan on the internet does it count?
I just finished a laundry cycle of Bryanâ€™s work shirts, which I was able to pull out of the drier while hot and hang them up without ironing.
This is a big deal and worthy of prime real estate on my blog because I fought him long and hard over the timer he bought me so this could happen.
My drier doesnâ€™t have a buzzer, so most of the time I forget about my clothes until hours later when theyâ€™re wrinkled and cold. Bryan bought me the timer to remind me when the clothes are dry, a gesture I was not excited about to say the very least.
Iâ€™m not sure why I was such a bitch about the timer. Maybe just because it was his idea, and we were fighting a lot at the time, and I was depressed, and it made me feel like I wasnâ€™t Getting It Done.
At any rate, I love the timer.
There, I said it.