It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. That about sums it up lately. Lion and I are a month and a half from our tenth anniversary and we love each other more than ever. At the same time, we’re in hard financial times.
Now obviously I’m not two lionesses, but sometimes I feel like it. Lion wants me to be in charge. I’m not really an in charge kind of person. Tonight I’m in a conflicted mood. Part of me wants to be laid back. Part of me wants to take charge. More accurately, part of me wants to want to take charge. I imagine ruling with an iron fist. Not like the horrible women you see on sitcoms who tell their husbands how worthless they are. Lion is very valuable to me. So this weekend I’m determined to make more decisions. What we eat, when we eat, where we go, when we go. Sure I may ask for some input, but I will make the final decisions. That’s the plan at least. We’ll see how it goes.
I just think it’s time I really give it more effort. I owe it to my Lion. He does so much for me. I need to do more for him.