|Spa Day for the girls!|
I am certain that work will be done around the house (I have been less than subtle with my current laundry feelings and the house NEVER looks like it does today.) while I am locked in my room with a note threatening nothing short of exile in outer Siberia if someone knocks on the door before taking said concern to Daddy. I mean if someone falls and lands on an open iron maiden that just happens to be lying around on its back - open and he needs assistance plugging the wounds, I am certain his paramedic buddies will be here fast enough to lend a hand, N is old enough to call 911, he won't need to have the kids bother me. It is that serious. I need to get work done, I needs to practice what I preach and at least put together an e-portfolio (we discussed it in September of 2011 at an inservice, after all). It will definitely allow me insight that is practical and not hypothetical. I need to grade papers, including the 10 pager that kids are starting to submit early. I need to get work done and my recent single mommyhood has not allowed that. That means I either need to hang out at Starbucks all day or lock myself in my bedroom. My bed allows me to layout materials and put my feet up.
And it will be this kind of day that my FF will pull off that reminds me how much I love him! In the Fire Fighting World, as we talk about strengthening our marriages in a vocation that, by its very nature, is almost designed to tear them down, it takes days like this. V-day has come and gone. We went to Buffalo Wild Wings (totally my choice - we got to watch the infamous MJ dunk contest and eat w/o muppets - score!), bought a Bear-proof garbage can from HOBO and there were a dozen red roses waiting for me when I got home from school - romance abounds most certainly! But clearly it takes more than that to make this insane fire-world marriage work. You also need to know what makes each other tick. One of the most prevalent titles/methods thrown around allows you to do just that. The 5 Love Languages by Gary Chapman helps you to understand where you and your spouse fit in with his categories. There are a myriad of quizzes and tools available to help you understand where each of you fall in this spectrum. Just hit up Google.
I fall into the Acts of Service and Quality Time (Quality of Time for me, however, is indeed spending time together watching sports. If you are watching it WITH me, joining in my frustration with bogus calls and Holy COW, DIDYA SEE THAT? discussions so totally counts. Hence the Dunk Contest worked for me.) categories equally as my lead Love Language. This is of no surprise to me. Talk is cheap, gifts are expensive when you have set aside another career and become a FF this late in the game - show me instead. I don't need praise, I don't need gifts. I need your attention, even if it is watching and talking about a slam dunk contest that we already know the outcome of, while licking honey BBQ off of our fingers. I need help. I man this ship 1/3 of the time totally solo and the other 2/3 of the time I don't really get a break just because he is not working. (I am literally with kids from 5am until 10pm - uninterrupted! That leaves me seven hours to lesson plan, grade papers, do my chores, blog and sleep.) It is a fine balancing act that we have found ourselves in. I support his mid-life crazy career change and he speaks my love language.
Today will be one of those days - and it won't cost him a dime. I simply need him to organize the muppets and get this house cleaned and laundry done. He won't enjoy it and the kids won't like that I am inaccessible. But they will somehow do it. It is a day that I need.
Make sure you know what speaks to you AND how to speak your FF's Love Language. This is not just about you, especially not in the world we find ourselves in. It definitely a 2-man operation to make things work. If you need a translator, find a friend that can help you speak your FF's language until you become fluent. Also, make sure your FF knows what you need. They can be amazing, but they are not mind-readers. Let them know.
My muppets are so cute while they are sleeping...ahh. Thinking I might snuggle back in with my FF. Be sure your FF knows that you want them in your world and your kids know that they are indeed blessings. Have a great week if I don't talk to you before the weekend!