It finally happened. Michael is working full time again for the first time in several years. I am joyous.
The first week was a hard adjustment. Suddenly, he had to be in bed earlier, head out the door earlier, deal with commuter traffic and be accountable to someone. I made sure to have a nice dinner waiting for him every night. I love that he still gets up early enough to make us coffee and breakfast. Love that man.
He mentioned this morning that this was his favorite part of his day: us together in the morning having coffee and discovering all the news that happened while we were asleep.
The first weekend, we planned nothing except naps. It was raining but that did not stop us from going out for lunch. The weekend was about recovering and resting to get ready for the next week.
I am also grateful that my 60-year old sister just landed a fabulous job just over a mile from her home. It is a perfect job for her, well paying and challenging. She has all the skills to work in this job for many years.
Things are looking up.
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