My Husband is Superman to me.

I look up to him. I admire him. I believe in him. I listen to what he has to say.... for the most part.

So when he comes home at midnight on a Saturday after running an event, it disturbs me when he tells me he's feeling down.

Everyone can have shitty days. And he has. But this was different. It wasn't bitching about the company. It was that he was feeling undervalued.

Because he is. He's taken for granted where he works. Everyone knows that he is the best, and they also know that he does the job. He gets the job done. He's the only one that knows the job. And he loves his job.

Saturday evening, mid-event, another Director walks into his office with a secret.

He was offered a MAJOR position with a MAJOR corporation (I'm using caps because it IS major, but remember, he's in a very different field. Not mainstream.) (And not porn either!), and he turned it down. This other Director has 8 years to go until retirement. He can see the light at the end of the tunnel now. He knows exactly what the next 8 years will entail, and he does not want to start something new, when there's only a few years left to go until he's golfing seven days a week.

We love this man. He's a good friend to both of us. I can see his point of view.

Back to The Husband.

He was upset that he's not getting the headhunters knocking on his door. And he runs the show! But nobody in the city recognizes it, because his name isn't attached to it. He runs it from behind the scenes. He's not out there in the world for all to see. He does it quietly. Professionally, but quietly.

And so he's feeling undervalued.

Which, in all reality, he is.

My heart ached for him as we were chatting. I know he's the best (I used to work there... it's where we met). I know that everyone else in that company knows he's the best.

So we're developing a game-plan together. We're strategizing on how he can be recognized "out there" for what he does. So the next 150K job that comes along, will come along to him.

He's scared, like me, of being visible. He's nervous in networking scenarios. He's jittery in public. He's the behind-the-scenes guy. But I think he's ready to step into the spotlight. To claim what's his.

I'm so excited for him. It's about time he was recognized for what he does. It's about time WE realized we are deserving of financial success. Financial wealth.

And finally, it seems we are open to it.

Urs.

Such a great day today.

After the snow and hail of last night, today was beautiful and warm and sunny. I sat on my deck for a good part of the day, having a drink and ciggie and looking over my back yard, trying to decide what to do first. What I was going to plant where. When I should weed the veggie garden to get it ready for planting. When to chop down the old fruit tree that's got to go (the good ones are staying).

Zipped to the grocery store. Zipped to the liquor store. Zipped to a friends' place for a quick cup of coffee.

Just putted around really.

Right now I have a delicious marinade basting away. Scallops, veggies. Yum.

The Husband is working a show tonight so I'm relishing in the house with a glass of wine and some music on.

Just being.

Good times.

Urs.

Random fact about me:

I LOVE movies where people talk to animals.

But only if they talk back.

I love, love, love those kind of movies. Dr. Doolittle? Loved it.

I was back east visiting with my mom for a few weeks and it was playing at the drive in. We packed up some beer, lobster sandwiches and potato salad and had the time of our lives. LOVED that movie.

Just saw the ad for Nim's something or other. Not sure if the animals talk back to her, but it's SO my kind of show.

Just a random fact...

Urs.

Is it weird as soon as I'm done my workout, I immediately have a beer and a smoke?

I'm just wondering.

Urs.

Invincibility

So I got an email thismorning telling me that my aunt has cancer.

We come from a huge family, a long-living family. Never an illness.

WTF?

Nobody in my family gets sick. Nobody. So what the fuck is up with my aunt? Why this illness? Why?

Are we not as invincible as I thought?

A major shift is happening right now.

Everything that I thought was...isn't.

Urs.

Checking things off the list.

There.

Done.

I worried.

I can check that off my list. Done. No more worrying today.

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I was chattng with a friend yesterday - not Stacey, but Lydia (I only have two you know) - and she was mentioning that the first thing she does each morning is check email. I mentioned that the first thing I do each morning is worry. She replied, "Well then, you can check it off you list of things to do for the day."

I laughed my head off but then thought, "EXACTLY". It's a crazy psychology, but when I caught myself worrying thismorning (about, I might add, something that doesn't even exist), I remembered our conversation and that's just what I did.

Checked it off the list.

It's done for the day.

No more worrying.

Urs.