Background: I have a *large* number of doctor-recommended items that I need to do each day to be a semi-functioning human. On the other hand, my husband has *very few* items that he needs to do each day to be a fully-functioning human.
About 2 months ago, my husband decided to try a form of self-care that he hadn’t tried before. Last week, I asked him how it was going. Here is how our conversation went:
Me: How is ____________ going?
Husband: I stopped doing it a few weeks ago. Remember?
Me: Oh. I thought you were still doing it once a day, just not twice a day.
Husband: No, it was becoming too much of a routine. My life was becoming overly monotonous.
[I pause to determine if he is joking, and I quickly realize that he is actually being serious.]
Me [dripping with sarcasm]: Yes. The two whole things you did each day for your health definitely created too much of a routine and made life overly monotonous. I am not sure how you were able to stick with it for an entire month. I hope you got through it okay.
[I am silent for a few seconds while I wait for him to remember to whom he is speaking, and then we both burst into laughter.]
Husband [laughing]: Are you thinking that you may need to call me a [baby voice] ‘Wambulance’ to help with all of my suffering? 🤣
Me [laughing]: Yes, I just can’t imagine how hard it was to deal with the monotony you experienced each and every day. You must be so tired. Are you going to be okay??? 🤣
I am so grateful for these moments that provide some humor. ❤️
Brutal. The large number of doctor-recommended items that I need to do each day to be a semi-functioning human.
Beautiful. Laughter. Moments that provide some humor. Moments that remind me of my resilience and what a Badass I truly am.
Just another day of . . . This Brutiful Life: The Brutal & Beautiful Moments of My Life.
This Brutiful Life 