LK and His Support of All My Little Projects

It's a good man who allows his wife to be who she is and LK does that so well with me. He gets me (and gets that he simultaneously never will even "begin to believe he knows me") and that's something I can say for very few people. And I love him for that and am thankful for him because of that.

As I've posted before, I'm also thankful that when I look at him with that wild look in my eyes that says "let's re-arrange the whole house" he doesn't complain as I have him disassembling and hauling beds and more from one side of the house to the other.

But today I'm thankful for the man who stayed up well past 1AM to help me reconcile PTO shirt orders.  Who turned page after page of forms trying to get it all to line up.  Who when it wasn't reconciling looked at me and said "I'll start the kettle.  You get the forms."  Who did it all even though he was the one who still had to go to work this morning while the boys and I had a day off.

It reminded me of the time in the summer of 2000 when I had summer school finals to cram for and he drove 2 hours in the middle of the night to help me stay awake and study.  And that was back in the day when what we have now wasn't even something I thought I could do.

I am extremely blessed to have him.