Whatta Guy

At the unGodly hour of 3:00 A.M. this morning, The Pickle started to bark.

The Hubby and I each stayed motionless and silent in bed, not wanting to be the one who moved first. After the second (and much louder) bark, The Hubby got up to let the boys out of their crate. Usually, you can set your watch to when they start getting restless -- somewhere between 6:00 and 6:30 in the morning (when The Hubby gets up for work). It doesn't get light out until around 8:00 A.M. here, so we're used to starting our day in the dark.

This morning though, something went amuck.

The Hubby collected The Pickle (he can't do the stairs since he broke his back a year and a half ago) and padded downstairs with Pepi at his feet to let them outside. The Hubby put the coffee on while waiting for them to finish and just happened to glance at the clock.

Apparently it wasn't 6:00 A.M...it was 3:30 A.M.!!

Pissed off and fully awake, The Hubby mulled over what to do next. Being wonderful and considerate, he opted not to come back to bed as he's the King of Tossing and Turning when he's too awake to fall back asleep. I'm sure he thought about zoning out watching TV or something, but instead he did the most remarkable things.

In the darkened twilight hours of this morning he: 

(a) washed an enormous stack of dishes 
(b) cleaned the kitchen
(c) did two loads of laundry 
(d) put the first skim coat on the drywall he installed yesterday

The sheen off of the kitchen counter almost blinded me when I turned on the lights. I absolutely loathe doing the dishes so it was a wonderful surprise to see them already drying in the rack. 

He'll be exhausted when he comes home from work today and I'll have a delicious (and nutritious) supper waiting for him so he'll know just how much I appreciate him and his hard work. Truth be told, if the situation was reversed I'm 60 - 95% sure that I wouldn't have been doing home improvements. 

Oh man, he's friggin' awesome. 

1 comment:

  1. Wow that is amazing!! Sometimes my hubs wakes up super early and can;t go back to sleep. What does he do in the wee hours of the morning? Play guitar (with his headphones on), watch a movie, mess around on the computer... nothing constructive and nothing that would help me out. You are a lucky girl!


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