My Husband is the Best

I have been sick this weekend.  

Sick like, "I know we just went to the grocery store and bought food/decorations for our party tonight, but I can't muster up the energy to unload the car, and the party MUST be canceled." 

Sick like, "Even though my house is disgusting and we have NO clean ANYTHING, I have to get in bed rightthisminute with just the mattress pad and duvet and sleep." 

Sick like, I haven't seen the downstairs since 5:30PM yesterday and even Addy won't get too close to me.

Don't worry, I'm not dying (Truth be told, I'm a bit of an exaggerator).  But, I did get hit pretty hard with some kind of cold or flu bug.  And, for fear of being very sick next weekend when I'm supposed to see Taylor Swift in Charlottesville for a girls' weekend, I've used this as an opportunity to sleep like crazy and let my body do its thing.

My computer is broken too... And, it's been a slow blog weekend.  That God can be quite tricky in his ways of telling us to just.be.still.  So... I've cancelled ALL plans, and here I am.

Which brings me to my point about my husband.  

Basically, he is the best ever.

See, we have very different "sick" styles.  When Jeff is sick, he wants me right beside him the whole time just napping and lazing too.  I, on the other hand, want to be totally left alone.  If I'm really being honest, I even have kind-of a hard time relaxing when he IS home.  I just feel like I need to be doing things and being attentive to him.  So, last night as we both sat in bed at 8PM and Jeff played solitaire, I began to get grumpy thinking about the way we naturally love each other the way WE want to be loved, instead of really thinking selflessly.  (And, believe me, I'm guilty of this too.  A few months ago when Jeff was sick, I took the opportunity to have the cleanest house in town and only lamely snuck in a few five minute back rubs to "do my duty."  I'm no perfect wife.)  Our intentions, genuinely, are good.  But, our own desires still creep in.  We feel like we are doing good, but in reality, it isn't at all what the other needs - and honestly, we know each other well enough to know that.  Marriage really makes you realize how selfish you are.  Really.

But today... Today, my husband has been the picture of sacrifice.  First, he brought me coffee and medicine in bed.  Then, we spent a little time just relaxing together - which IS important, and I'm thankful that he has taught my perfectionist self that lesson.  Then, just now, when I woke up from yet another nap, I found the house spotless clean, the laundry folded in the guest room, and the house quiet, with a note that he'd gone off to do the project I'd signed him up for, without me. 

I know things like a clean house and STUFF, aren't what make a marriage work.  BUT, this kind of selfless love IS.  My husband is the best... I feel better already!