Wax On, Wax Off!

Some men have a 4 o’clock shadow.  Me, apparently I have a 4 pm look!

Whenever I come into Sanj’s office around this time for whatever reason, he says I have this look of frazzlement.  (This is because no doubt, I have picked up my cherubs and  this is meltdown time for them).

He always says, “What’s wrong?” Well, maybe I am just not my irresistible  self at the moment.  Today, I was dressed down in yoga pants and a tee-shirt.  As I went to have lunch with my beloved, I noticed him giving me the once over.  Then he proceeded to ask me what is wrong?  He said I had my 4 o’clock look.

Hum… I have to usually make something up.  No doubt I was feeling a little yucky because the house was a chaotic mess, I had a busy day ahead of me and a lot of stuff on my plate.

I told him that I was frustrated about not having time to write.  This is true.  I know that if hours presented itself, I am at a place that I could crank out chapters.  Yet, at this point, it is not the case.

My sweet husband looked at me and said, “I’ll give you that time Friday.” I love him.  Friday … Good Friday means Sanj is off.  I told him that I would feel left out if I was left to write especially on a day that he is off.  I love a long weekend.

So, I am going to have to just work this out.  It may mean that I work at night.  Lots of people do it.  I just have to find a place in my life where I can dedicate time to my craft.  It’s all good.  Yet I love that my sweet Sanj wants to help “fix” it.

Yesterday Sanj had an Ear Wax Clinic for people to come and get “unplugged” if they needed to.  Last night I was in bed reading my book as he comes into the room asking where my portrait lens and camera were.

Then he disappears into the unknown.

I hear him coming up the stairs, knowing full well that his face is bursting with mischievousness.

“I want to show you something…” he says.

This picture is what I see:

Seriously… he doesn’t get paid enough!!! How disgusting!  How gross to think that has been impacted in a poor soul’s ear?  GROSS, GROSS, GROSS!!!  I made sure he washed his hands with soap, thoroughly.

Never a dull moment with the males in my house!

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