Poor Perfect Husband hasn’t been feeling very perfect lately. Sitting around doped up on percocet watching me take care of Owl, cook, clean, and work was hard on him, especially when I began to get sick.
Of course, he was ill, so while being a temporarily single mom was challenging, I didn’t blame him in the least.
But he still felt bad.
So what did he go and do?
He booked me a hotel room.
A hotel room with a four poster king sized bed and a whirlpool tub, and a lot of Roman-style decor.
I said, “I have ALWAYS wanted to sleep in a bed with curtains.”
He said, “I know.”
He dropped me off at 4 pm, gave me a kiss, and said, “see you tomorrow around 10:30 or 11ish.” Then he took Owl’s hand and they went home.
I get 18 hours TO MYSELF.
In a deluxe hotel room.
With a jacuzzi tub.
When I arrived, I didn’t know what to do first. Blog? Read in the bath? Eat a pomegranate?
First I figured out the WiFi. I mean, priorities, right?
Then I dealt with figuring out and ordering room service, thus getting my daily anxiety exposure and any need for human contact out of the way as soon as possible.
Then I downloaded a new game onto my iPod. A 16 bit style Oregon Trail remix for the zombie apocalypse.
Then I wondered, “why am I still wearing pants?”
It’s going to be a good night.
And I brought supplies.
Now I just need to eradicate the guilt and I’ll be set.
Oh my god in hate you so much right now!!!
Enjoy eating, and bathing, and playing games, and sleeping, and running around pantsless.
And I mean ENJOY it, or I’ll hate you even more.
Tara Dong (@TaraDong) said:
Agreed – your husband does indeed win the PH title. Enjoy every moment….
Karyn @ kloppenmum said:
He’s a keeper, all right. Well done, PH!
Perfect, both the husband and the treat. Enjoy!
First: Beds with curtains make me feel fancy. We used to have one and it was AWESOME.
Second: DUDE. He’s a smart man. Be prepared for a serious Christmas wish list this year.
Hope you enjoyed every minute of it!
You finally get to relax, and then the earthquake and tsunami warning…. How did that go over?
Yeah, fun times. The nice thing about living in Vancouver is that there’s a massive island between us and the Pacific. I was worried for Victoria, but not for us.
Oh I’m so envious!! Indeed a perfect husband!
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