When my husband interviewed for his current job, he understood that he should expect to travel 25% of the time. I don’t think he was listening. I think what was said is that he could expect to be home 25% of the time. My husband is on the road a lot. In fact, he is on the road so much he usually is out of town every time it snows. I have actually accused him of looking ahead at the weather and planning his road trips around the snow. I miss him when he is gone, but more than that I hate moving snow!
I’ll tell you a secret; it really isn’t that hard. We have a snow blower that attaches to our lawn tractor. But, complain about it… I do! Well, it snowed yesterday. And, my husband was home! I had to go to the grocery store and when I came home, the spot in the driveway that belongs to the van was all cleaned out. I walked into the house without stepping through cold, wet snow! There are a lot of things I appreciate about my husband and snow moving is certainly one of them. (Oh, and he empties the dishwasher every day. I like that too!)
You Are a Dash |
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You get along best with: the Exclamation Point |
What Punctuation Mark Are You?
I saw this on Katie’s blog. I don’t know how to feel about being a dash. A dash is one of those punctuation marks that is rarely understood or even used appropriately. And, it doesn’t have a real, unique role. It sort of acts like parenthesis sometimes. But, mainly I think of a dash as being kind of like a colon. So, does this mean that I am misunderstood and misused? Or perhaps that, unsure of who I am, I often try to impersonate others?
I probably am misunderstood by many people. Ron understands me. On almost every psychological and personality profile, we score almost identically. I have heard opposites attract. I am pretty sure that only applies to electromagnetic attractions. I think being married to someone just like me is wonderful! This is not a new phenomena. My mom understands me too! I may look like my father, but I think and act like my mom.
Nothing, I suspect, is more astonishing in any man’s life than the discovery that there do exist people very, very like himself. ~ CS Lewis
7 responses so far ↓
Lori // 29 February 2008 at 2:03 pm |
Be grateful…I WAS a colon. Don’t know how I feel about that.
My hubby and I are a lot alike but we weren’t so much when we got married. And he’s nothing like my father or stepfather (or mother), thank God!
Becky Hinchley // 29 February 2008 at 6:11 pm |
I am an exclamation point…get this, I get along best with the dash!!!!
Becky
hiddenart // 29 February 2008 at 6:32 pm |
I know what you mean about husband traveling. Mine is arriving home soon from his latest venture. The laundry is lighter, the bed is easier to make, and I get more read, but I always long for his return. Then the light bulbs get changed.
And I’m a question mark.
amanda
bubbebobbie // 29 February 2008 at 10:59 pm |
But I am your Exclamation point so we can be best buds! See I use me a lot! And You are honest and exacting; like numbers Thirty-one, sixty-four. You complete things and make them whole. I like that!
HUGS!!!!!!
because of Jesus, Bobbie
Letitia // 3 March 2008 at 2:32 pm |
I don’t know how you all with traveling husbands stand it. I guess God knew which ones of us could handle it!
Our community has never been very diverse. It has become that way, but I “worry” over the predjudices I hear. What will my hispanic children face when they aren’t cute little girls tagging along with us~when they are grown hispanic women?
We also live in an area that thrives off of tourist~the mountains, the malls, and the amusements. Most of the workers are minimum wage, no insurance, and many commute. It has been a struggle to fill those jobs for several years now.
Prayers for your adoption. I’m so sorry for the continual delays.
Letitia
Michelle // 4 March 2008 at 8:56 am |
I SOOOO can relate on the traveling thing!
I think it is the main reason that this winter has seemed so long! My DH’s travel seems to go in spurts, too. He was home all last summer and fall. That was really nice then, because we were able to do a lot together, but it sure stinks when he’s gone in the winter and I’m stuck with all of the snow!
(And we don’t have a snow blower – so I get to do it ‘the old fashioned way’ …with a shovel!) :-p
I was a comma. Hmmmm sounds boring.
I like a dash. Have you read the story about the tombstone called “What’s in your dash?”
It says that on a tombstone you have the date of your birth, and the date of your death – but the dash is all of the stuff that comes between. Our whole lives are summed up in one little dash, and so we should make the most of it and fill it with special memories. (I thought it was pretty cool.)
Dana // 5 March 2008 at 12:24 am |
Well, I think the test is defective. It says I am a colon. And I certainly am not one to keep ordered lists that I like to sort through. Ha! That is my husband. Not me.