Last night before we went to bed, Pete said to me "Thank you for making the bed".
Recently we were both stressed and annoyed by our house situation. Unable to sell his house at a reasonable price or even, not selling at all, we felt that we were stuck. Thinking that we might be moving or him moving his stuff into my two-bedroom condo, I had it painted two weeks ago and got rid of some furniture. Now, there are still boxes lying around. We are living in a chaos at the moment.
We have been in quarrels and simply were stressed. Last night he came home very tired from work. While eating dinner, he explained the pros and cons and the possibilities that we might do for his house. Then he worked on soccer coach stuff for Calum; calling parents, emailing, and all that.
We didn't talk to each other much when he came to bed. I was still mad at his curt remarks and not answering a phone call while I was busy in the kitchen early that night. He turned his reading light, hugged me, and said "I love you. and Thank you for making the bed."
I know he was not happy with me either. Maybe in his mind, he wished I could be more understanding and not quarreling with him. But he found something, even very small, to thank me.
This is something I learned yesterday, and today, I am going to thank him for being such a nice husband.
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