after being married 9 1/2 years….

today as i was at home from church with sick kids and my husband was at work, i decided that my relationship with my husband is worth more that my grubbies. many of you know that i work 3 days to 4 days each week. well, i dress much better for work than i do for my husband and my husband means WAY more to me than my job (side note: my job–which i am very thankful for and enjoy). this is what i mean:

yyeecckk! you think that’s bad? you gotta see the bottom!

in my defense, i dressed like this because maya wanted me to wear a skirt and leggings. and i only had my running leggings and didn’t feel like playing in a different skirt and those pretty pink shoes are necessary in my house as slippers especially if i need to run outside (and i was going to since i was going to do some cleaning up)–i have nicer slippers–you’ve seen them; they are monster owls, remember!–for if i don’t need to run outside. but anyway, my point is–wouldn’t you want to come home to that?

and to top it all off, our house was a disaster since it’s recycling day tomorrow.
i determined today as i was cleaning the floor, that on the days i am off and chris works, he will NOT come home to see me like that. i want to resemble at least a little bit the girl from college who he fell in love with. i know we are 13 years removed from that, but still. that picture is scary!
so after i cleaned the house a bit and worked out, i thought i heard him pull up. i raced up to our bedroom and changed. luckily it wasn’t him, so i was able to change, and fix my hair and face. it was not perfect, but at least this is what he came home to instead:
and since i showed you the bottom before i will show it to you again. although it is really nothing fantastic!

oh, yeah, and also, a much more attractive house!

phew!

(disclaimer: i put all the recycling outside to get it ready to haul down to the end of the driveway tonight, but it blew all over the driveway. i didn’t know that so when chris came home, he had to pick it up…woops. sorry, babe!)
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About giannarae

I am a child of God who has been given the humbling job of being a wife and a mother to 4. Those whom He has given to me are my Sweet Peas and Buddies and one Honey.
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6 Responses to after being married 9 1/2 years….

  1. It’s both sad and hilarious that he had to pick up all that recycling after you were trying so hard to get it out of his sight! I also try not to be “ugly sweatpants wife”. I think our guys appreciate that! Picking up before he walks in the door because I like it when he does it for me!

  2. Anonymous says:

    Ok,,, you made me laugh outloud!!I still dress like a slob at home.. Oh dear,, what must my hubby think of me!!

  3. Arletta Rue says:

    this is the same person again… for some reason I can’t get this thing to work the right way for me… ( it is your goofy mother)

  4. Bren says:

    Since the surgery I have been in pj bottoms unless I was at work. I can finally wear clothes again but I am not sure if Steve even noticed.

  5. Jenny Aust says:

    You hit the nail on the head! Why do we NOT dress up for our hubbies! I struggle daily with this as well. But not today… : )

  6. gianna says:

    thanks for you comments everyone. i’m glad i’m not the only one who feels like this! we’ll see how long i can do this, too!

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