Days of Joy: Day 2

Whoops! So much for every day. Does the weekend really count?

Today I have to give props to Mad Dog. Usually when he is laid off he doesn’t do so well. He gets frustrated, angry, tries to think of not so practical solutions, and can generally be a big pain in my ass. Last Christmas break was awful and broke both of us. It’s the reason we are both now medicated. We basically told each other that we couldn’t continue living with the person that the other had become.

I’ve been dreading this break and I don’t think it’s possible for me to have been more pleasantly surprised. We’ve had some hiccups but for the past 2 weeks MD has been a dream spouse. He’s tackled a mountain of laundry, a 3-day series of progressive plumbing projects, and a long overdue painting project – almost cheerfully. He’s made food for dinner that I like and he doesn’t.  He’s volunteered for bedtime duty. He’s been thoughtful and proactive and an absolute joy.

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