Half a decade

by Katie on June 6, 2013

As of last Friday, I have officially spent half a decade married to Brandon Leister.

Every time you celebrate an anniversary, people invariably ask you “if it feels like that long”. My standard response? Depends on which day you ask. Right, married folk?

Anyway, we were talking some Thursday night/Friday morning about how we were going to commemorate the occasion. We’re not big celebrators around here, and really, just consider being together on a summertime (hay baling) evening accomplishment enough.

Brandon has cooked supper a few times in the past, which was nice of him, but I knew he didn’t have time for it last week, so I began trying to curb that act early in week by asking what he wanted me to cook Friday evening. I really thought he would be happy with some fried fish, but turns out he’s kind of over that meal for now (he wanted it several times after recent fishing expeditions). So that plan was out the window.

After some discussion, he finally suggested going out to eat. Which is kind of a big deal around here.

“You don’t really want to do that,” I said, “Come on, just tell me what to cook.”

“You know what I want?” he said. “What I don’t want is this thing we have going in our ‘new life’ [post baby]. I come home after a long day, and just want to spend some time with my wife and baby girl and maybe watch a little TV show. But I get here, we eat, and then you have a huge mess in the kitchen to clean up. Then by the time you get all the dishes washed, the baby put to bed and bottles made for the next day, you’re too wiped out to stay awake for five minutes so I can go to bed with you. That’s what I don’t want.”

We ended up deciding I would pick up Chili’s To Go on the way home from Leyton’s four month well check that afternoon.

But I think the real moral of this story is:  Mama needs a dishwasher. Stat.

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