There's a cold drizzly rain outside. There was a time I would have absolutely loathed a day like this one. In those days I was a working mom. I had to wake the kids up early, bundle them up for babysitters, wear duck boots and toss my heels in my purse. I would slosh through puddles and wrestle the umbrella. Drive in traffic with idiots who, like me were in a hurry, and running late. I would end up at work, going WHEW! I would be wet, possibly soaked, frustrated and relieved to be out of the weather but hoping it stopped before I had to head out again.
Today I have a warm (wood) fire in the fireplace. I have my hubby's sweatshirt on with jeans. I have nothing that I must leave the house to do, nothing that can't wait till tomorrow! The kids are on Christmas break from schoolwork. I am sipping coffee and enjoying the blueberry muffins I made last night. I will straighten the house, load the breakfast dishes, start a load of laundry and then start (again) wrapping presents. My little guy is excited because he is going to help me wrap. He is awesome at wrapping gifts!! We'll put on our favorite Christmas shows, and then we will have lunch, and put a dent in the cookies I made last night too!
My hubby however is having a slightly different experience because he is out in the slop. Just spoke to him on the phone, and he wishes very much he could be here snuggled up with us. He knows that his sacrifice, his efforts, provide this life for us and he lovingly offers us this gift. To thank him, I will have a hot meal waiting for him and we'll save him a spot on the couch.