Moving in
As we unpack, my husband is carefully keeping all the overflow of our stuff out of one of the basement rooms.
The room he planned for his martial arts room is being encroached on by shelving. It looks like he will be sharing it with my pantry and most of my specialty cooking equipment. (The house has a very small kitchen.)
The basement room is being saved for me. Specifically, to give me a place where I can eventually play with, tease, hurt and cuddle my (human) pet. Who isn't here, or even part of our family. He is mine. And I left him behind in another state.
I don't think my pet understands the significance of what my husband is doing.
However, I do, and I'm very grateful.
I have a terrific husband.
The room he planned for his martial arts room is being encroached on by shelving. It looks like he will be sharing it with my pantry and most of my specialty cooking equipment. (The house has a very small kitchen.)
The basement room is being saved for me. Specifically, to give me a place where I can eventually play with, tease, hurt and cuddle my (human) pet. Who isn't here, or even part of our family. He is mine. And I left him behind in another state.
I don't think my pet understands the significance of what my husband is doing.
However, I do, and I'm very grateful.
I have a terrific husband.