excuse the expression if you would, but my husband is a badass.
this is not a costume.
this is real life.
a "weekend project"
of completely disassembling all things brake related on our Range Rover and replacing rotors and linkages and wirey things... much more complicated than I can explain. While I was working with Victoria on Friday, he took his lunch hour and installed a new exhaust. Saturday afternoon he updated our olde timey Mercedes. I've witnessed him - no joke - laying underneath the wheel well - again, not kidding - lift the front end of the truck using only his finger-tips. Yah. I know.
Beyond his fixing everything and building me a table and camping in the snow and the rock climbing and other manly things, his badassness goes to a level that is beyond my verbal limit. Little things like watching cartoons with his ridiculous wife (may I suggest Phineas and Ferb?) and washing dishes while simultaneously playing with the dog, to bigger things like serving his friends and sponsoring a few kids so they can get an education.
I mentioned a few months ago that you shouldn't waste time with someone who doesn't make you greater by being with them. The expression "my better half" very much applies in my life. And he wants a partner - not someone who can change the brake pads and climb Everest - thats what he wants to do - but someone who helps bring the tools while he's under the car and runs the miles with him while he conditions for his climb to the peak.
What I'm saying here is that whether you're awaiting that better half to come along or you already have your better half for always, work at being the best of yourself. Its not just about fairy tales and fulfilling your dreams of having someone there for you etc etc etc... you get to be the fulfillment of someone's dream, and honestly, that takes work. Being selfish is easy. Being a partner is about serving.
So, whip your butt into shape: Be a better friend. Achieve those goals you've been wishing for. Wake up earlier. Stop negative talk.
I'm saying all this to myself here.
I've been a part of a few conversations on this topic over the past week and its on my mind. Especially when I have someone who is so wonderful living in my house doing his best every day. Why should I do anything less?
-l