The good thing here is that he hates his job, and he’s a much much happier husband when he doesn’t have to go to work. He’s been teaching himself to play guitar for the last 7 or so years, and every day when I get home from work, he has learned a new song that I get to guess, I’m usually right, can anybody say WINNING. And he cleans the house so I don’t have to do it when I get home. I like coming home to a happy husband, and a clean house, and when I got home the other night, he was just about to light the first fire of the season in the fireplace. Nothing warms a house like a nice fire.
We have also decided to go “on the wagon” to allow our livers to heal a little, and we haven’t touched a drop since November 1st, it’s amazing how much better I’m sleeping without a little help from my friend Ambien.