Thursday, April 22, 2010

Day 200

LOOK AT THAT! I HAVE HIT THE DOUBLE CENTURY. SORRY FOR YELLING. I AM HAVING TO TYPE THIS ON MY PHONE BECAUSE A TROJAN HORSE IS ATTACKING MY COMPUTER. I DONT KNOW HOW TO TURN OFF THE CAPS. MY HUSBAND (MY HERO) IS FIGHTING WITH THE TROJAN RIGHT NOW AS I SCREAM ACROSS THE MOBILE WAVES AT YOU. HOW ABOUT I COME BACK LATER WHEN THE TROJAN HAS GONE? THAT MIGHT BE BEST FOR YOUR EARS AND MY THUMBS. TALK TO YOU SOON.

A few hours later:

Just as I finished typing on my trusty Nokia N Series, while my hubby was inside heroically fighting the Trojan Horse, and the kids were eating breakfast in front of a family movie, I was approached by a rainbow lorikeet with a broken beak. I was on the back deck and he landed on the railing about 50 centimetres from my head. His beak was severely damaged. He started talking to me, putting his head on the side, like he was begging for food. He did look thin. So I called to trusty hubby to get some fruit to share with my new friend. Derek appeared, dishevelled and sweaty from his computer war, with an apple in hand ready for his next mission. Ahhh, my hero! Again he rescues the weak and the needy. Within minutes our offspring have ditched their movie to join the ranks of the wildlife warrior. Beaky has brought his friends along for the smorgasbord completely cashing in on his disability. I may have been conned into thinking we have saved his life, but it still feels good being able to become one with nature. It also feels good to have a hubby who is also a knight in shining armour.

My husband my hero.

That has become quite evident on this trip. As we enjoy the sun and the sand and all that Noosa has to offer, poor Derek has spent half his time trapped indoors with a Blackberry to his ear and a laptop glued to his fingertips. Work has jumped up and bit him square on the nose and in order to keep the wage coming in and in the hope of finally getting some commissions this calendar year he has taken the company bull by the horns, donned his red and black cape, and entered the ring. Sure, he is supposed to be on holidays, but he isn’t the first person to join the running of the bulls while on vacation. The last 16 months have been hideous as he works his arse off for a company who reacted very quickly and very strongly to the global financial crisis. He has lost a 6 figure income in commission as a result because the company just pulled the pin and decided not to pay up. Yes, it has been that extreme. But through it all he has continued to work for his family (with only marginal complaint) and tried extra hard to see the positive side. PLUS he has encouraged me to continue on my path without re-entering the workforce full time to work for someone else. That would have eased our financial stress, but he has supported my cause. Yes, my hero.

Last night as we took a cruise up the Noosa river with the extended clan, and I sipped on my champagne and watched the kids rejoicing in their experience, I looked at Derek in a renewed light. I know that sounds awful – that I had to renew my appreciation and all – but it happens. Sometimes you just can’t see what’s right in front of your face. The focus can be a bit skewed. Especially for people like me who are long sighted. So it is with gratitude that I write this entry today. Gratitude for my husband (my hero) who fights Trojans, saves wildlife, helps us to escape the shackles that bind us, and who fights bulls, sweeps up their shit, and continues the hunt in order to put food on our table.

Who would like to see a picture of my hero? Here he is cruising the waterways with me last night while on our current shackle busting holiday.

2 comments :

  1. Wow, it looks like a special place Leanne. You both look relaxed and happy.

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  2. God love you, both of you. I am glad.

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