Sleep. Good. Solid. Sleep.
In all seriousness, I agree with the posts about living a happy life, but in thinking about what that involves I would have to say that it definitely includes making the hubby happy. When we were out shopping this weekend a salesman spouted to the hubby "Happy wife=happy life" but it's also the reciprocal. My hubby is the most important to me because he is my life. If he isn't happy, then I feel terrible. If he's sick, I work to make him feel better. If he's looking for a job (which he is), I keep my eyes and ears open to opportunities for him. I proofread his papers, I clean up after him (and try to get him to help sometimes), I console him when he is having a hard time, I help him find an excuse to drive down to Tysons to go to the Apple store so he can spend a couple of hours ogling all the gadgets, I plan with him, I constantly chat with him, I walk home with him from the train station after he's done with work, and, if it came down to it, I would give any body part or whatever to him if he needed it. Why? Because he is my better half. I want him to be all that he can be (in a non-military sense). If he is then he will be happy. If he's happy then I will be, too.
In all seriousness, I agree with the posts about living a happy life, but in thinking about what that involves I would have to say that it definitely includes making the hubby happy. When we were out shopping this weekend a salesman spouted to the hubby "Happy wife=happy life" but it's also the reciprocal. My hubby is the most important to me because he is my life. If he isn't happy, then I feel terrible. If he's sick, I work to make him feel better. If he's looking for a job (which he is), I keep my eyes and ears open to opportunities for him. I proofread his papers, I clean up after him (and try to get him to help sometimes), I console him when he is having a hard time, I help him find an excuse to drive down to Tysons to go to the Apple store so he can spend a couple of hours ogling all the gadgets, I plan with him, I constantly chat with him, I walk home with him from the train station after he's done with work, and, if it came down to it, I would give any body part or whatever to him if he needed it. Why? Because he is my better half. I want him to be all that he can be (in a non-military sense). If he is then he will be happy. If he's happy then I will be, too.