A few weeks ago DH was getting ready to leave yet AGAIN for about 5 days. He hasn't deployed since he was wounded, thank goodness, but he is gone A LOT in the fall. This one particular trip was not work related for him and I guess I was a bit jealous that he got to go somewhere and have fun and I was "stuck" at home doing, well, everything else.
So before I left for work that morning I gave DH a hug and whispered to him, "Make sure you clean up all your crap before you leave. I don't want to have to stare at it for the next 5 days."
DH's reply: "Great. The last thing you say to me before I leave and you are nagging me."
I took a DEEP breath, counted to 10-ish and simply said, "I love you." Then I left for work.
When I came home that afternoon I found this on my bathroom mirror:
My first thought: "Boy was I a jerk this morning. DH is soooooo sweet!!!"
Second thought: "What the heck did he use to write that on the mirror?" (he used my lipgloss)
Third thought: "I hope I can get it OFF the mirror (eventually)."
Fourth thought: "I miss DH."
It's all about the little things...