**warning: there is a good amount of mushy-ness in this post. to avoid puking, don't stare directly at the screen**
A couple of weeks ago I was having a bad day. Nothing serious, just a bunch of little things. I was at work, on my break and felt on the verge of tears (I totally blame those hormones in the lovely drugs I'm taking... that's my story and I'm sticking to it). That's no good. You can't cry at work, especially when you're still the new girl. So I called the hubs and he calmed me down, made me laugh, and sent me back to work with a huge grin on my face.
When I got home that day I told him that as silly as it sounds, just hearing his voice makes me feel better on days like that. I start to realize how insignificant the thing I'm getting upset over is and suddenly remember that I'm pumping hormones into my body that make me all sensitive (which must be why I'm upset over this in the first place). And instead of responding to my statement (which was pretty darn sweet in my opinion) he walks right past me. Hmph. Well, that's not exactly the response I thought he was going to have.
Then I realize that he was walking towards my phone. I thought he was changing his number in there to direct me to some help hotline instead of his work number. But then he starts talking and I realized he was recording voice memos on my phone. They were completely silly and filled with inside jokes and I love you's. I just stared at him. He said, "Just in case I don't get to the phone in time."
Damn. I've got a good one here folks.
Today, I started to get upset over nothing again (maybe I do need that hotlines number after all?) and couldn't get through to him at work (how dare he work hard for the money). So I just played one of those voice memos and instantly started laughing.
Now if only I could get him to record a "I'm sorry honey. You're right and I was wrong. I worship the ground you walk on." THEN the world would be a perfect place.