The only drawback to a great weekend is the rude buzzing of the alarm on Monday morning, officially signaling the end of the weekend and the start of another work week. I knew I desperately needed some time to focus on myself, and on my husband, so we took a Valentine weekend together and had a wonderful time.
Last night, my husband told me, “I had a really good weekend with you.” I smiled. We have been together over 14 years, and he was telling me what a good time he had, like it was our first date. It was sweet.
I appreciate our relationship. Yeah, I know I sound mushy, but I honestly enjoy being with him. I have been in relationships where that was not necessarily the case, and I know many people who are together but are not happy. I am lucky, and I am grateful.
Both of us paid the heavy cost of admission by having horribly toxic relationships with obnoxious people before we met each other. I think seeing just how ugly a partner can be made us want to never get stuck in that kind of polluted relationship again. Our tolerance for that garbage is used up. It was painful to get to this point, but I would do all of it again to end up beside him.
I started work today with some good news, too. Since a co-worker left about a month or two ago, I have been picking up the slack and doing a lot of extra work. My supervisor has decided to thank me for that by giving me a generous bonus, and the best part is, it is not a one-time thing.
I was stunned by that, because at my last job, me doing the work of several people was the norm. Me staggering beneath an overwhelming load of responsibility was just another day, and no one thanked me for it, let alone rewarded me. It’s amazing to be truly appreciated.
So yeah, it’s Monday, and I have a lot to do. But I am feeling much more at peace today. My stressors have not magically disappeared, but I feel like I took a breather to recharge and can come at them stronger.
Sweat & Sparkle 