Last week found us going to spend a couple nights away in a small cabin. Do we call 3 nights away from home a vacation? Do we call it a vay cay? My hubby got to have his going outside early in the morning and being outside more throughout the day without doing lawns and heavy work for money.
I got to be away from the litter boxes. I got my hubby’s good cookin on the outdoor grill. We were in each others faces all the time except when he got tired in front of the tv about any where from 8 to 10 pm, and he passed out and when I was not out of bed till 7:30 am. We walked. We discussed how we felt at the moment. We discussed future plans. We discussed our kids….yep, all of them. We prayed together and more….
My hubby claims life will be more like this daily, when he “retires”…I’m not so sure how life will be in at least 10 years.
See my crooked, squinched lip face.