This week at work promises to be a nightmare of a week.
For the last three months, I have been working pretty much non-stop on my new expansion space. Preliminary meetings, drawings, bids, construction, punch lists, and final punch list reviews all culminate with 30 people moving into brand new office space on Wednesday night of this week.
I've put in a lot of really long hours, but I will say it has been a labor of love. I know I will be sad come next Tuesday when I no longer have this project to keep me busy.
And my husband knows that.
He knows how hard I've worked. He knows how hard this week will be for me. And he's been 100% supportive.
And today his support level went to the 1000% supportive level when I was called to reception to "pick something up."
The "something" I had to pick up was a beautiful flower arrangement my old man sent to me with a card that reads, "Happy Monday."
Yeah, my husband rocks.
All together now, say awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Posted by beth at February 9, 2004 03:44 PMThis from a man who giggles when there is a fake cockroach in your salad?
I'm impressed. Very impressed. Go, Chuck! And congratulations on having one of the good guys.
Posted by: Nance at February 9, 2004 07:53 PMWell, not only does he laugh about the cockroaches, he is usually the one to instigate such hijinx.
But yes, I do have one of the good ones.
Thanks.
b
Posted by: beth at February 10, 2004 09:34 AMChuck, you have inspired me to go clean the kitchen before my wife gets home (instead of surf and read blogs about people I don't know). :) Goodnight.
Posted by: Internet Nomad at February 12, 2004 07:41 PM