I've been extremely lazy lately. I know I'm 8 months pregnant, but I've really overstreched that excuse as far as housework goes. I was home all day yesterday and the sum total of my efforts was moving one load of laundry from the washer to the dryer - and it took me all day to "get to it."
At about 9:00 last night I was pretty disgusted with myself so I called Jeremiah at work (his 3rd workplace of the day, might I add) to tell him how lazy I had been. I asked him to make a list of things that he expects me to do so that I would feel responsible to somebody beside myself for how I spend my day. He laughed and told me not to worry about it.
So this morning he called at about 9:30 (just minutes after I rolled my lazy self out of bed) and said, "I have an assignment for you." Um...he must have looked around the house and realized that I wasn't kidding when I said I had done absolutely nothing!
"Sure, what is it?"
"There's some money in your pillowcase. I want you to go shopping and find yourself some shoes that you don't have to bend over to tie."
Now there's an assignment I can handle!
Is there no end to his goodness? And what can I do for him so that he feels equally loved and appreciated?