The police department has stolen my husband. Apparently when they say that the academy will run till 5, what they really mean is that the academy will run till 5, then they’ll be forced to stay there till 6:30 doing pushups and leg raises, then they’ll come home and be up till 10 doing paperwork.
The next 6 months is going to be awesome!
JD and I discussed his first day over big plates of spaghetti (carb loading seemed like an appropriate way to end a day of ass-kicking).
Someone dropped something on the floor and they held a plank (or pushup) position for 35 minutes. Someone left their locker unlocked, and they held their arms over their heads for 14 minutes (while in full business attire). I dare you to try either of those things for even 5 minutes. Let me know how that works out for ya...
“This is why I have a desk job,” I laughed. “The most I have to worry about is carpal tunnel.”
“Wish I had that problem,” he grumbled.
“No you don’t. You’d be miserable,” I reminded him.
He seemed a little disheartened. I looked him in the eyes and said, “Babe, I know you can do this. It will get easier.”
“I know,” he sighed.
As I cleaned up our dishes from dinner, I asked if he wanted eggs for breakfast.
“You don’t have do that. There’s no need for you to get up early,” he said.
“It’s only 15 minutes, and the dogs will probably wake me up once your alarm goes off anyway.”
He took me in his arms and gave me a big hug. “Thanks so much for your support and everything you do. You’re going to make this so much easier than it will be for the single guys.”
I’m pretty awesome, but this still won’t be easy.