Monday, May 18, 2009

Job

Well, my husband has a job. (good thing) But it's 12 hours a day, 7 days per week. (Bad hours- good money) And it's an hour away (bad- will his truck make it?) It's only temporary (good because how long can you keep up those hours? Bad because what after that?) My life is one of much confusion! :)

I just get to hold down the fort while Doug goes and faces this work. I think he might actually be a little excited about it! I don't know that I can even say enough about men (especially my man). He tenderly comforts me, crys with me and then faces the world with courage and fortitude. The sacrifices men make for their families...

1 comments:

Grandma Austin said...

I'm proud of him!