My Husband Made Me Cry So I Got A Massage (or Two)!

 

A couple of weeks ago right after I found out my work load was going to increase I was having a time with trying to decide what to do….quit or try and work around a schedule agreeable with me and the office.      I was sitting in a McDonald’s parking lot at lunch talking to my husband on the phone (as we usually do on my lunch hour) crying and carrying on about the situation….on one hand I didn’t want to give up my job, but on the other hand I am not going to work full time (and he doesn’t want me to either).     So he just started asking me what I wanted to do and giving me some very good advice….he said whatever I decided to do he was behind me 100% and would support whatever decision I came to.     It felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders….just knowing I wasn’t in this by myself (and I knew I wasn’t anyway…it just helped to hear him put into words what I couldn’t) has made this change a little easier for me.     I then started crying like a baby but they were tears of  gratitude that I had someone in my corner during this stressful time.

Of course, two days after I started my “new” hours started is when my mama fell and broke her arm so that took care of the 8-5 hours they wanted me to work and I was able to stick with the hours I originally wanted.    

But that night after our conversation, he had arranged for a masseuse to come to the house to give me a one hour massage!!!!    And then I got another one the next week…..in fact he wants me to have one every week since I’m so stressed……ahhhhh….(or maybe I should say “meow”) I think I can handle that!