Tuesday, March 12, 2013
I found a card the other day that read....
If I had killed him 30 years ago......
I'd be on parole by now.
Funny right. Of course I bought it. With the week the hubby and I had, I found it most appropriate. I had another quartely rant. You know the ones where I complain that I am only one person. That I need help. That I am tired. You know, the all too familiar rant.
And of course there was the back and fourth. The lists of what I do compared to what he does. The big sighs. But in the end, we both agree that we are a team. That we will do what it takes to make each others lives better, fuller and richer.
I love this man!
If only he'd clean the damn toilet!