After a long day back at work yesterday, I found out that the roof our the house that we are renting had a leak. This leak is in the worst of locations—it’s right over our bed.
Of course, Penny wouldn’t like the ceiling to come down on her, so I tore the bed down, moved all the little veggies into the same room, and took over the older veggies’ room.
That wasn’t fun.
This big old floss farmhouse used to belong to Junior’s dad, but now it’s own by Mr. Nezzar’s cousin, who makes unicycles. In any case, it’s been one thing after another in this house and I’m not sure when the ceiling will be fixed.
In the meantime, I was having difficulty processing everything that’s going on. So I was being awfully quiet.
It was at this time that I remembered something I read in For Men Only: A Straightforward Guide to the Inner Lives of Women. My wife needs to know I love her, even if I have other things going on.
So I told her so.
Guys, I’d encourage you, even if the sun’s too hot or you’re not getting enough watering, you’re married to a Peach (maybe not literally like I am), but your wife is there by your side and on your team. Don’t let her wonder where your affections lie or believe she is the problem.
Tell her you love her—even if you don’t want to get into it now. I think you’ll find that it help both of you to deal with what’s happening.