The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

#XD30-Chapter 16-$50,000 Sigh of Relief

Jun
16

It’s crazy how fast the past three months have flown by. Susan is currently 20 weeks along and last week we found out we are having a girl. She finally decided to slow down with work and relax. I’m fighting the urge to fill this condo with all baby everything.

“I would soooooo love a foot massage right now,” Susan asks, wiggling her toes on the sofa.

“Coming!” I respond, grabbing the bowl of fruit salad.

As I rub her feet, I see that my notification light on the phone is blinking. I glance at Susan. Head turned to the side, she’s dozing off. Definitely doesn’t take much these days. I stop massaging and check my phone. It’s an email from Nick.

Paperwork has been signed.

I breathe a sigh of relief. Guess it was loud because Susan starts to stir. I put the phone down.

“Just because I’m sleeping doesn’t mean you stop rubbing,” she mumbles.

I laugh. She never skips a beat.

“Are you hungry? I made a fruit salad with mint and balsamic vinegar.”

Susan’s eyes light up.

“We’re always hungry, however, I need to pee first,” she announces, sitting up.

I watch her walk down the hall out of sight before I sneak a few bites of salad. Not too bad for someone who can’t boil water.  I hear the door open and quickly put the bowl back on the coffee table. Susan shuffles back into the living room. She’s rubbing her temples.

“These sonofabitch headaches suck! I hate them more than dizziness, leg cramps, and heartburn combined.”

“I’ll grab a lavender eye pillow from the bathroom.”

“Ahhhh love, thank you! I wouldn’t want to be having a baby with anyone else,” she exclaims, kissing me on the cheek. The faint smell of coconut tickles my nose.

I grab my phone and continue reading.

Being $50,000 richer feels mighty good. Thanks.

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