Man Candy day

Hey, remember that one time when I asked you guys to pray up a job for GH so that he didn't have to work nights anymore and then you totally did it?

Well he started the new job last week and now check out what I get to look at every day.



Aw. Yeah.

Also, pay no attention to the dead tomato plants behind him. And the electronics boxes from Christmas-and-possibly-earlier that we haven't taken down to the dumpster yet. This is not a judging space.

We went to Kohl's over Christmas and kitted GH out with work clothes, including a new black peacoat. I cannot overstate how happy the new coat made me. GH picked it out. He likes it because it still has a hood (detachable, whee!) so he gets to at least feel like he's in a hoodie--albeit a hoodie that actually imparts attractiveness instead of Michael Cera-ness. I like it because hi, it's a man's peacoat and because his other jacket looks like something you'd find on a Vietnam vet. (Thanks for going through some sort of crazed veteran phase, Old Navy.)

Eye candy benefits aside, it has been so incredibly nice to be on the same schedule. We go to bed at the same time, we wake up at the same time, and then we do it again the next day! Like normal people! And about 50% of the time so far I have gotten up at 6:30am with GH and fixed a hot breakfast for us. (The other times I just stay in bed like a comatose slug and glory in the part where I'm not the one who has to get up.)

A highlight for me was when GH came home with his Casual-except-not-really-Friday shirt--a pullover that has the company name on the front. If he wears that on Friday, he doesn't have to wear a tie with it, see. All his coworkers are way excited about this and it's this thing that has been years in the making and now it's like Glenn Beck himself has appeared to cry his salty, salty tears upon them. (Remember, it's Utah County.)

Thing is, they're calling it Casual Friday but come on. I know it's actually Uniform Day. Like you're suddenly McDonalds or Best Buy employees instead of people with dreams and souls. You will recall that I have seen this sort of thing before. Once you have a radar for it, you can never be fooled again.

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