11.27.2007 at 6:08 am

as good of a job

well... i knew it would happen. i just guess i didn't think it would happen this close to Christmas.

when i got home yesterday, my whole house was clean. the kitchen, the den, the bedroom... all spotless. and the nursery was completely painted.

"i don't want you to freak out, leigh..." like he really thought i was going to throw myself on the ground and throw a kicking and screaming fit. i haven't done that in like.... months. or atleast weeks.

"okay..." i said as i looked up at him.

"i think i'm going to get laid off tomorrow....i'm not sure, but it's bound to happen..." and he went on to explain why he thought the lay-off was so imminent.

"i don't want you to think that if i have to leave to go to work, that i want to do it. but i have to do what i have to do. i just don't want you to think that i want to leave," i could tell this was something he had thought over, and he apparently was worried that i might feel that way.

"i know, chris. and i won't freak out. promise."

he then began to talk, almost to himself, while looking through the doorway at janie playing on the den floor.... his voice trailed off and i knew i just needed to sit there and stay quiet.

so. here we go again.

who knows.... maybe he'll come home this afternoon and have a new job with this company that's within driving distance from home. either way, he wants to stay home for a couple of weeks before having to go off to work.

we talked about the house and all the things we still need and want to do to it (which i'm sure will be never-ending) and even about the possibility of having another child.

"there is no way that we can do as good of a job as we did with that one, leigh..." he said as he looked at janie, still playing on the floor with a puzzle and watching shrek the third.

and he might be right.

xoxo



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