A beautiful, sunny and warm Saturday … life just couldn’t get much better! Except maybe, if it included a long walk on my favorite trail …
So, before 9am, while fully enjoying my morning brew, I did a life-on the edge thing … I attempted to engage hubby in morning conversation (I am a morning person … Hubby … not so much). And, it went something like this …
“It’s a great day for a walk.”
“Um, hum.” (still staring at laptop screen) “When do you want to go?”
“Well, I’ll give you two options, and you choose the one that works best for you. We could go, say in an hour (I was pretty certain this would not be his choice … but it would have been mine). Or, if we went at four, we could do the two hour walk, and you would only miss the first hour of the game (okay, I did make this suggestion hoping his love of hockey would triumph 
over his not being a morning person, and he would choose door number one. After all it was game two of the NHL finals! What self-respecting Canadian would CHOOSE to miss the first half of that game? And, I digress …).
“Well, I honestly don’t want to go in an hour, so 4:00 sounds good for me.”
… there just are no words …
So, I spent the morning working 😦 in my PJ’s (wondering what I was thinking when I said I’d be willing to work on a big project with another lady … ), and hubby spent the morning doing odd jobs (did I mention that the sun was shining, as though it was summer, while we were working?). 
As the afternoon was wearing on, I was seeing that hubby was not happy with his progress on his ‘to do’ list. This caused me to fear that our walk was in danger of cancellation. So, I kindly, gently, pleasantly reminded hubby that it was 2:00. Then I asked, “are you still in for a walk?” His response was affirmative … I was doubtful.
His disappointingly slow progress continued … as the minutes ticked by.
Until almost 4:00, when I was sure that my highlight of the day, was doomed. This time I sat hubby down, and assured him that I would not be offended if he chose to not go for a walk with me, but that I wasn’t so keen on waiting much longer to go. And he said, he just needed fifteen minutes more …
So we drove, with our beast, to hit the trail! We walked for about 38 minutes, then turned around to head back. Just after turning back, (definitely after the hockey game began), my hubby did the unspeakable …
He turned the game on …on his phone … so he could hear it!
I love our walks …
I love the peacefulness of them …
I love the escape they provide from noises …
I love the wonder they bring to my day …
And he was playing the game … loudly …
… there just are no words …
Wonder …. LOST!
As the volcano within me was building to a near-cataclysmic point, I decided to just be forthright and tell it like I saw it …
“Um, how about you walk ahead … way ahead.”
“Are you in pain?” Says ‘sensitive, new age hubby.’
“Only my ears … ”
Silence …
(PS: I made him aware that he would pay for his faux pas, publicly … debt now paid, hubby )
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