Here is a list of things I have discovered that occurs when Mr. Manic loses his job:
In life, there are no guarantees.
I really like my husband as a person.
We are having some good family times.
Everyone is replaceable.
$1.99 generic cinnamon rolls are DEFINITELY not as good as Pillsbury cinnamon rolls that cost $3.19.
It’s fun to work out with my husband in the mornings. He’s a good motivator, plus it’s fun to have some male attention at the club!
It’s nice to have my husband in the bed with me when I wake up in the mornings.
It’s nice to have my husband get up before me and get the kids up in the mornings.
It’s nice to have my husband get up before me and make breakfast for the kids in the mornings.
It’s NOT nice that my husband likes the house cooler than I do.
I am missing my afternoon nap from 2:00 to 2:45 each day.
I will still sneak this nap in when he is gone though.
It’s nice to have my husband help fold the laundry and put it away.
Showering together is fun.
Laying around in bed at 1:30 p.m. together is fun.
Being together at dinnertime as a family is fun.
Having him there to watch the dreaded two-hour 10-year-old softball games that make my eyes bleed is more fun than having to watch the dreaded two-hour 10-year-old softball games by myself.
He got screwed by his company, but in the long run, this is so much better for our family.
He is kind of annoyingly cheerful in the mornings when the rest of the family is gearing up for the day.
“They” lost out by getting rid of him.
I already knew this one, but him being here, and him being the person who he is just solidifies it, confirms it to me … that I love him with every ounce of my being.