My life arrives at 5:59

Have you been wondering why I haven’t been posting the last couple of weeks?

Two weeks ago I dropped off Linda at the airport. She was going to her mother’s in Newfoundland. She certainly had an adventure while she was there. In the two weeks that she was gone I was bat’ching it. Cold cereal, a few warm meals and a whole lot of nothin gettin done. Normal for a guy I guess and if not normal then normal for me at least.

Tonight she is landing at Hamilton airport. In preparation some house cleaning. Going to the store to get some of her favourite foods. I have a rack of ribs that have been marinating overnight in the fridge. Good eats cooking  and good company arriving at 5:59 and my life will spark up again.

Besides me the cat, Cafe, will be delighted at her return. My lap is hard and Linda’s is soft. I move a lot and she moves little. I stroke a little she strokes a lot. I can hope that I fare at least as good as the cat… what am I saying… I know I will fare better 😉

3 Responses to “My life arrives at 5:59”

  1. patti says:

    Welcome home Linda!

    Joe – I’ve done the bat’chin it thing when Jeff’s on tour. It’s OK, but it gets long – glad Linda’s home!

  2. Dougie G says:

    I like the fact that you give Linda the grace to go and get rest even if you can’t join her. That says allot about your relationship. It is obviously very secure and giving. I’m sure you will have a much more appreciative and rested wife now and your relationship will grow even stronger as a result.
    Welcome home Linda!

  3. Joe says:

    After her first day back at work Linda said that while she was away she had time to decompress… yet by the time that happend it was time to come back. The whole week she has been back was rather hard on her. Today though she says that she had a good day. Ahem… can it have anything to do with the prayer she received last night at the evening service? We think so.