the short of it

Well, my husband and I had the same day off together today and 97% of it was great! You'll find that I like percentages and estimations...though I have said I hate math.
We got up, dinked around the house doing various things, then we made a plan and got out of the house. We went to breakfast...or, rolled through Einstein's around 11:00. We(really, my husband) was hoping to get us into the Avatar Movie since a daytime showing might not be sold out. We couldn't find that info. we needed online so we just decided to drive to this theater(not our usual, close by one)to check it out. We were able to get in and almost had the place to ourselves. I had dreaded this movie when he brought up going to it...but, I have to admit, I really enjoyed it!
After that, we stopped at Sonic because we just needed a little pick me up. They gave my hubby fries instead of tots, but he lived through it.
We got a couple of projects done before the kids got home and we continued to get some things accomplished up until the kids had to eat dinner. We had sitters coming because we were going out. Normally, we get a date night once a month, but because I didn't realize I would be off today...it was a special treat to really have the whole day together.
There were a couple tense points for me, in regards to my reactions, but I got through it. One situation was when he'd promised me we'd knock out some stuff before the kids got home and... we did. Unfortunately, there are times when he gets distracted or wants to goof around and I get frustrated. I'm just worried we're not going to get a,b,c done! I let go of as much as I could and held my tongue(for the most part)...normally, I would've been much more vocal about how panicked I was to "keep moving". Thank you God. You helped me shimmy past that one!
Next was when it came time to get ready for our night out. I had mentioned to him earlier in the day that if we chose to go to the resterant he wanted to, we'd have to get more dressed up. I have a hard time getting out of the jeans and he hates dressing up. He didn't seem to take issue with it then. But, when we were getting ready, he whined about dressing up and couldn't figure out what to wear. I was wearing black dress pants and a nice top, fun jewelry, makeup(even mascara and shadow) and my dress coat. To keep it short, he underdressed and kept asking if it would pass. Typically, I would get a little crazy over this scenario. Especially when he kept asking my opinion, but not heeding it. After he settled on something, I came down and noticed he was putting on his boots(cross b/w hiker and construction worker) with this outfit. He usually wears his church shoes/nicer shoes with this...UGHHHHHH!!! I made a small, but nice comment about the shoes. I just couldn't hold back anymore. He said that his nice pair was still at church. OOPS! He went and changed the lower portion, just to be able to wear different shoes. It was cool, we headed out.
Dinner was delicious! Good conversation, lame waiter(not much personality? bad mood? bad night?). We drove around a little, got dessert and headed back home.
We remembered we needed cash for the sitters so we stopped to pick up a couple of things from the store and get cash. While he ran in I thought I'd quickly phone my BF because her husband was away on a business trip and I wanted to check on her. She had done her baby registry(due in a couple months) today and I wanted to find out how that went. He called while I was on the phone with her but she was in the middle of this deep story and I didn't want to interrupt her...the timing wasn't good. I figured if it was important, he'd call back and I'd catch it then. Well, that didn't go over so well. He was annoyed that I was on the phone AND hadn't clicked over when he called. AND, apparently he was even more irritated by the fact that last night when he was on the phone with a friend, I acted annoyed with that. I told him that I was sorry and that I didn't realize I had made him mad last night..."why didn't you say anything then?" It went downhill fast from there. BUT, I kept my composure and didn't get angry. I told him that it was up to him if he wanted to end our great day on a bad note. We had to get in and say goodbye to the sitters. After they left, I apoligized for last night when he was on the phone and told him I wish he'd said something then, so I could've said I was sorry then, and tonight wouldn't have been affected. Oh well, you win some and you lose some, right?
Either way, I have felt God's presence a lot lately and I'm grateful for that. I've already seen such a difference that I'm surely not going back the other way! Lata!