Gratitude - Day 2: The Hubs

{Disclaimer: It goes without saying that I am always grateful for this guy, despite not always being the best at expressing said gratitude. I am guessing this is normal for most couples though I don't think this justifies the "slacker" gene; it is something that I know that I can improve upon.}

I am feeling especially grateful for my husband these days because he has been such an incredible source of support during this transitional period in my life. When I am unhappy, I am not an easy person to live with; I am uber-emotional, I have the uncanny ability to make mountains out of molehills and I pick fights over petty things, like Phil taking the recycling on Saturday instead of Friday, because I am impatient and cannot wait a measly twenty-four hours. I'm not proud of this, but it is what it is. Considering I had harbored unhappiness with regard to my job over the last six months or so, one can only surmise that waking up next to me each morning was not all puppies and rainbows.

But still, he loves me.

Fortunately for him, these days are behind us. My new job has been a catalyst for celebration on so many levels and my time-off between jobs (at his prompting!) has made me a much more pleasant person to live with. It has been a wonderful two and a half weeks of play; enough so that I have actually lost track of what day it is, which is one of the greatest realizations, ever. Still, it's time to get to work; I'm excited and I'm anxious and I'm ready to get it done. Looking forward to starting a new chapter in my life come Monday morning.

Thank you, Phil, for being you, for me. Love you, baby.