Tuesday, November 6, 2012


Now I know it's been a long time since I have found the time to get on here, and write a post for you... It's not that you're not important (because you are), and it's not that I don't have time (because I could find it if I put my mind to it), and it's not that I haven't wanted to (because I have).

Really, when it comes down to it, I haven't posted because I've been lazy. Just downright lazy. Sometimes I think I'm trying to do so much to make things ''good'' and ''right'' I forget to do them with you... And as much as they may seem the same, with and for don't quite come across as the same things to you.

Like the personal training... Now I'm glad I did it. Feeling fitter, better about myself, and a whole bunch of other benefits that I'm so glad to see. But as you may (or may not) have pointed out (diplomatically, of course), I might have been something akin to a right twat while i was complaining that you, in your insignificant pregnant state (sarcasm, just in case it's less than obvious), wouldn''t possibly be able to comprehend the exhaustion that I was experiencing, you were good enough to just sigh deeply, and let me waffle a little longer.

I also know that recently, with a second job, and my favourite of all activities, painting..... yeah, right.... I may have not always been the most cheery, welcoming, nice, kind, easy going, patient, husband. I do however want to say that I appreciate, more than you will know, how much you have to put up with from me. I don''t know, nor do I ever want to, what it is like to carry a 9 pound bowling ball under my shirt (and unless in desperation, and stupidity, I decide to rob a bowling alley one day (although why I would take a bowling ball and not the cash...well...), I hope to never have to).

You are my rock, my Peter as you may put it. I appreciate, and respect you, much more than I probably will ever say, seeing as my memory is... shall we say s#$%? I just wanted to write you this to say I know you're a bit worried, very tired, not looking forward to finishing work, and a whole bunch of things that I don't understand at all, but you're still my stunning, level headed, dedicated wife, and I'm here for you (whether you like it or not).

I hope you get a chance to read this, because in the end, I''m not a great writer, but I like to write to you.

Always yours

Your Husband

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