A WISH FOR HUSBAND'S BIRTHDAY
Tomorrow is Husband’s birthday. I want to take him out for a really nice dinner and give him his birthday present (I think he will love it!), but I am, not surprisingly, unsure if he will be home for his birthday. The likelihood is that he will get up and head to work and then not come home until 11pm. So no birthday dinner. Well, at least no reservations. I am hoping he comes home early and we get to go somewhere cool. We shall see…
Husband and I went to Boston last weekend with Photogenic Friend and Photogenic Wife. The trip was a celebration of sorts in honor of Husband’s birthday. I was nervous though since plans with Husband are always tentative until they are actually completed. You never know when a demanding client or partner will insist that, even though it is 11pm at night on a Saturday, a document must be completed by 7am Sunday. As though it makes a difference…
Husband was unsure that he would be able to come, but at 6pm, there he was in our appointed meeting place, packed and ready to go. Forty-five minutes into the ride, however, he received an email which meant that for pretty much the rest of the weekend, he was glued to his laptop and on conference calls. He did get to attend his birthday dinner at Blue Ginger and head to the Patriots game on Sunday, but the work to be done was always looming.
And it’s not because he has some crazy work ethic. He only does the work he is actually asked to do. Some months, he bills 300 hours. That’s 10 billable hours a day everyday of the week. And, since all time is not billable (you have to pee eventually, after all), that means he is at the office more than that. I miss him.
The other night, I played 1950’s housewife in that I raced home from work early (so early, in fact, it was like I did not work), bought groceries and attempted to prepare from scratch (with a little help from Fresh Direct One-Click recipes!) a full meal for Husband. He came home around 8pm and we ate dinner together and chatted about our day while the TV murmured in the background and the dog chewed on a bone. It was total bliss.
So, for Husband’s birthday I am wishing him a new job with better hours. I am wishing that he finds a job that gets him home around 7pm on a consistent basis and that he is happy doing whatever it is he wants to do for a living. But mostly, I am wishing for more nights like the one where we just enjoyed each other’s company.
5 comments:
I'm wishing that for the both of you.
That is very sweet. I wish that as well. Happy Birthday Farf's Husband! You are exactly 3 weeks older than me.
I'm also wishing for that. Thanks, sweet Wife.
Happy b-day in advance to you, Suzanne -- I know a few people with your b-day as well. I guess our and their parents were...occupied in March, 1975 or thereabouts. In a similar vein, my mother, on the first day she met Wife (I suppose at that point, she was Not-Yet-Girlfriend) took the time to elaborate the fact that I was conceived on Palm Sunday, 1975, which happens to be Wife's b-day. A rather disturbing thought that is now a renewable source of laughter for both of us. I'm going to go try and forget about that now.
Happy birthday to both Suzanne and husband! Mine was just over a week ago - I think it's all down to the fact that at the time of year we were conceived, winter is still hanging around some parts of the US and all the books have been read . . . .
But I am in complete agreement with the post. Everyone should have jobs that get them home in time to have meals with their partners.
you were in Boston and didn't stop by to say hello or see the store :-(
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