Spoiled? Who? ME??

Over the last few days, my wonderfully witty fiancée has made mention (more than once) that I am spoiled. Each time I think, "Spoiled?? ME?? Surely, she's using her humor to try to charm me, she can't be serious??" Last night while we were in the middle of an impromptu date night at home (that happens a lot when you have a 15 year old) with take out and a movie she said it AGAIN! And I started thinking about my past, present and future and started to determine where on earth she would come up with such a notion.

Those of you that have known me since childhood, (and there are a few on this list) I think would concur – I was not a spoiled kid. I did a lot of things I shouldn't have been doing but that was because my parents didn't know – not because they let me do whatever I wanted. My Mom was a single parent of three kids until I was 13, so there wasn't an overabundance of money to shower us with and most of the time I wondered if my Mom even knew I was around she was so busy dealing with the other two monsters. (Oops! I mean kids.) *NOTE: Don't misunderstand, I am not complaining. Back then I thought that was awesome! I could do whatever I wanted and as long as I was getting decent grades, my Mom would never even question me. In my early adult years I was a young mother who found herself single after just a few years of a nightmare marriage. Stayed single, struggled financially and at times worked three or four jobs at a time to stay on top of everything. It's only been over the last 5 years or so that things have evened out and all of that work has paid off. Still… I don't know that I would call myself "SPOILED??"

So then I started to think about what was going on when she made mention of my pampered life. Once she was making sure I had everything I needed for bed, I had been sick and she had been over taking care of me for about a week. BUT – I was sick which RARELY happens! The other night, I fell asleep unusually early with my ring on – which I usually take off – and she removed it for me and put it in the spot, I usually keep it. BUT – that has NEVER happened before. She makes dinner if she's over and is home before I am. BUT – she needs to have a broader cooking repertoire. She had no problem rubbing my feet when I mistakenly wore four-inch heels on a day when I knew I wouldn't be home until after 8:00 with back-to-back meetings in multiple locations. BUT – she NEVER has to (nor would she) wear heels and NEVER has to spend literally ALL day in meetings. She even very willingly takes care of my dogs and my daughter on days like that. BUT – those days don't happen very often. She fixes things. She replaced four light fixtures and installed a ceiling fan. BUT – This will also be her house soon. She built me new shelves in my closet. BUT – she will need somewhere to put her clothes. She loves me with all my many flaws. BUT - Who wouldn't??

Okay…. She's right. I'm spoiled rotten and my next blog will be about how I TOTALLY deserve it!

Notice: She's very spoiled as well, but I don't build things.