I love my husband, I really do, but he's awfully distracting in the evenings. This does not make for lots of blogging hours, but I suspect things are about to change.

Let's rewind to just about a year and a half a go. BJ's company had a major overhaul of executive management, from the president down to his manager. Not long after they came on board they seemed on a mission to clear out all of the current general managers (that's BJ's title, by the way) and hire on "yes" men. They truly made BJ's life miserable, no matter what he did- it was wrong.

BJ's not used to that sort of thing. He's always been the 'golden one' wherever he works. That's one of the things that attracted me to him. I could tell that he was smart, had good business sense and had a passion for doing a good job. I'd even go so far to say that he was a bit cocky- but I liked that about him. He was a good match for me in that regard.

Since August of 2006, they've slowly eroded his sense of self-worth. It was really painful to watch what he was going through because there wasn't a darned thing I could do except to listen to him and try to assuage the sense of inadequacy that these people had created in his psyche. I'm just his wife, ya know? As Dr. Phil would say, it takes 1,000 atta-boys for every 1 'you're bad' messages (or something like that). He lost his passion and his drive to succeed at his job because it was clear that no matter what he did- he'd never be recognized for the good stuff, only blamed for the things out of his control. Needless to say, he quit working extra hours because it clearly wasn't getting him anywhere.

Hence, the distraction from blogging and reading blogs. That's not to say that I didn't love every minute of being with him.

He started half-heartedly looking for new jobs about a year ago when he could clearly see that he was never going to get to 'golden one' status with these clowns- but I think they'd beaten him down so much that he was afraid to apply for positions that he was truly qualified for. It broke my heart to hear the self-defeating talk. That man had so many sleepless nights and so much heartburn over the past 18 months, I'm surprised (and truly thankful) that he's still alive.

Fast forward to about three weeks ago. A guy from his industry walked into his office and asked him if he'd be interested in working for a company in the same industry that is new to our state- but over 100 years old throughout the world.

If he didn't say "do bears poop in the woods," then he's NOT the man I know and love. OK, he wouldn't say that, but I would.

From that point until one week ago tomorrow, he had six interviews- one here and five in another state (on two separate days). He was offered the job last Tuesday, and gave his notice that day. He got an almost 40% raise in pay with an additional 15% bonus possibility. I can finally say that I'm hooked up with a man who makes more money than I do. This is the first time in my life that I can say, "Yahoo! I have a sugar daddy!"

As he predicted, the executives at his current company gave him his marching orders immediately. He had to give up his company car- a pretty sweet Ford Taurus (I am being funny) for this:


....poor baby. Doesn't he look sad?


Anyhoo- he's in New Jersey for the week, getting set up with the do's and don'ts of the new company and I'm here using my time wisely. Lesseee.... what does that include? You guessed it:

• Lots of food with hot chili garlic sauce


• Lots of reality TV


• Lots of food I'd never admit to eating


• ...and of course, Enrique the pool boy.

I'm beyond happy for this man that I love. My heart nearly burst out of my chest when he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said, "They feel FORTUNATE that I want to work for them, can you believe it?"

Yup, I sure can.

They don't even KNOW the treasure they have, but I'm sure they'll find out soon.