Happy Birthday, Love!
Today is the hubs’ birthday.
Money is a little tight so I considered buying him something as a last resort. I wanted to make his gifts, but recent events (school starting, a birthday, and a funeral) prevented me from doing so and I ran out of time. So I had to think of something. Since his birthday is on a work day, I had a feeling someone would invite him out for drinks after work, and I was right. But that meant there was no time left for us to spend with him. So I decided we were going to join him for lunch, if he would have us. I brought Maeby and Ams with me. That was my first gift to him.
My second gift was that I fought my fear and actually drove to downtown Seattle myself. Instead of having Ams drive like before. This is my way of letting him know that he was right to believe in me. And that I didn’t want to let him down. It may not seem like a gift, but whatever. Taking this step to fight one of my fears will help me open up my options for a life outside of the house. Breaking out of my self-inflicted depression will make life with me better. I want to do that for him even more than for myself. He deserves a happy wife. One that isn’t drowning in her own self-pity and too self-absorbed to live life with him. I want to stay his wife, so I need to kick my ass out of this slump. For him. He deserves a happy life. I want to give that to him.
Third. I bought him this.
That’s right. A Bag O’ Zombies! That way him and his coworkers can act out the ZombiePocalypse all over their office. You know, instead of working. I know. Best gift ever!