gratitude, take 4--gifts of love

is there anything that warms the heart more than a purely selfless act done for you, without you even asking?

we have a frigid bathroom. it has no heat, and adjoins a freezing cold part of the building. which means it's always cold, except in the middle of the day.

i love to take a bath at night before bed. but i hate being cold. the tub is so arctic that it literally *sucks* the warmth right out of the hot water that you put in about as fast as you can do so. now add to this dilemma that we have a small hot water heater. a truly satisfying bath requires a heater being brought in, and a big pot of water heated on the stove. and did i mention the tub needed cleaning? all these factors conspired to make the likelihood of me getting a relaxing soaker of a bath infinitesimally small. this also means i've been forced to take showers of late, which isn't a relaxing experience to me--just business.

this is what i walked into the bathroom to see tonight, without even asking--i just mentioned earlier that a bath would be great but it was too damned cold.

he's scrubbing the tub, this man who *always* takes showers. that's the heater you can see he's brought in, near the toilet. and in the kitchen, i found a gigantic stew pot of water boiling. epsom salts and calendula are laid out on the bathroom counter too.

it's stuff like this that makes you see how people can stay married forever, warts and wrinkles and all. this is true love.

thank you, dear husband. i hope i sometimes make your life as easy as you so often do mine.