This morning I was asking my husband what he was going to do for the day and I realized we are worlds apart. He has to wear a $300.00 suit and take one of his staff to lunch. Where he will procede to order the fillet minon and a side salad and coach him on how to be more diplomatic with the client then order the key lime pie to go. (all paid for by the firm)
You wanna know what I am going to do today?
As I wear my frumpy not so attractive clothes (I have mastered the skill of making workout clothes blend into day wear and pajamas) (maybe not mastered but don't say anything cause I have a negative self image)
I know he thinks his day is stressful and crazy and we can relate in the evening as we talk after the kids go to bed and I explain how I have overcome my gag reflex with this potty training child cause I had to carry a huge log from the hall way to the toilet and only had watery eyes "I didnt dry heave once!" and he describes how he over came his fear of presenting in meetings thinking yeah we both have the weight of the world on our shoulders. Deep inside I am thinking no way buddy I am the heavy weight champ here. I win. So far Oprah and Dr. Phil back me up but he is always too busy at work to hear them say it.
My day as follows...........