I am really enjoying Wednesdays!
My husband, for those who don’t know him, is task-oriented. He sees what needs doing and does it quickly and often eerily quiet-like. Well, it all began last week when he started going to a guy’s discussion group at 5am (a time when I am zombified by sleep) where they talk about the Bible or football (or something) and then go to work. Mark doesn’t really ‘go’ to work – rather he ‘stays’ to work at home – and so has a flexible schedule.
Being the slacker that he is, he takes a little drive over to our community owned grocery store, whips out the list and does the week’s shopping and then makes his way home. Added to this is his remarkable quietness. Some people forget there’s a sleeping body in the next room, continue humming the song that was on the radio, shut cupboard doors with a shocking lack of gentleness and move around like the house is on fire and they’ve got 3 minutes to grab all their memories… No, not Mark. I am realising he is very stealthy. I’ll wake up at 8am or whatever and he’ll be sat at his computer working and I notice all the groceries are tidied away. If I didn’t know better, I’d think the grocery stork had made a delivery.
After I’ve crawled out from the bedroom, sleepy-eyed, he asks: ‘Are you ready for breakfast?’ Me: ‘Uh – yeah…’ I’ve barely even put my glasses on and gone tinkle by the time he’s set our house right, mulled over theology with other like-minded men and spooned out the morning oats. You would never guess he’s not a morning person on Wednesdays. Today he even threw in a breakfast with the pastor to talk missionally – all before 9:30am or something…!
Where did this man come from?! Does it get any better than Wednesday? Don’t think so. I mean, I know I am bragging and all. Actually, if I continue this shining report on my husband’s dutifulness – he’s sure to blush. So, I’ll just leave it at that.
I love Wednesdays (and Mark, too)!