He came home today with an amazing letter from his boss congratulating him on doing such a good job and saying how impressed he was with Jason's management skills.
I am so, so unbelievably proud of him. He's managed this huge, enormous change so well.
The start was bumpy. When he was promoted in October he worked about 75 hours every week. He would work until 1am. He worked all the freaking time.
He and I had a come to Jesus talk about it, and he's got it figured out and he's home for dinner every night.
I am so glad I am his wife. He rocks my socks.
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"A come to Jesus talk"
I have to remember that one.
Yeah for your husband!
Similarly, mine took a new job in August and has been working insane hours as well. Up until we had one of those very same talks the week before last. The only difference? I wasn't cool enough to use the phrase "Come to Jesus Talk."
Next time? I'm totally stealing it.
;o)
Does your husband read your blog? Because if I were him I would totally love the things you say.
He doesn't read my blog...I'm fairly certain he is unaware of it's existance, although I DID tell him about it. His memory is not so great.
He's a bit internet challenged.
But I give him mad props in real life too, so this blog is just a nice bonus.
Gold freakin' star!! That's awesome!
Also, my word verification was "Smenita." Doesn't that sound like one of those horrible names that people give their kids to be trendy?
Either a trendy name or a new treatment for herpes.
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