Thread: The Ups and Downs of Marriage (TNT x Foxxo)

Julia knew that she had more than a few things to be thankful for, so when she started to feel a tad bit sorry for herself because she was left home alone, once again - and on a Friday night, nonetheless! - she was quick to remind herself of a few of those things that she should be grateful for, those things that brought her absolute joy. First and foremost, she had her health and well-being. Not many people could say, with absolute confidence, that they were strong in both of these things. Perhaps one, but rarely both. Julia on the other hand made certain that she took excellent care of not only her lithe, somewhat diminutive body, but she remained steadfast in maintaining a balanced, healthy state of mind. Unlike her loving husband - who was certainly one of her other joys, but more on him later - Julia took the time to mediate, on a daily basis, and to write in her journal. She found both to be calming and rewarding in ways that most people just couldn't understand. This, as a matter of fact, was usually where others fell short. While they would spend countless hours in the gym, refining their bodies, they often did very little to nurture their mind and soul. As for her aforementioned husband, Jack , he was indeed the very next thing she was thankful for. He was truly a gift, for a number of reasons, regardless of the fact that he didn't always take the best care of himself, which annoyed her, just a little, especially given his line of work. That being said, he was indeed a very smart man, but in that savvy sort of way, not nerdy, nor condescendingly so, which she certainly appreciated and, to be honest, found to be rather sexy. Could he be a bit demanding at times? Yes. Yes he could. But he was a man after all, so it was almost expected. Did he sometimes brush aside her opinions, feeling that she didn't have either the knowledge or life experience to provide substantial input? Well, yes, he could occasionally do that as well, but it was typically in a kind manner. Never rude, nor in a demeaning sort of way. At least not to her awareness. Was he hardworking? Dear lord, was he ever. Why else would she be standing in their well-appointed kitchen , at eight o'clock at night, preparing him one of his favorite meals, knowing full well that he probably consumed nothing more than a granola bar and a protein shake as he powered through yet another fourteen hour day? And you wouldn't have him any other way , she now thought, as she heard him pull up in the driveway, faults and all. It certainly didn't hurt that the athletically-built man was ever-so-easy on the eyes although, as he came through the front door, calling out for her - which she immediately responded to by exiting the kitchen and stepping out into the adjoining hallway - Julia couldn't help but notice that he didn't quite look himself. Here, let me help you with that, she offered, as she scooped up some of the files he was juggling as he attempted to remove his coat. No need to apologize, she was quick to add, as she stepped up upon her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek. He was, after all, nearly a foot taller than her, so it was either perform this small act or kiss his chest, which wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing, seeing that it was both firm and beautifully sculpted, but that wasn't exactly the type of greeting one would expect, even from a dutiful wife, regardless of how enjoyable it may be. I'm almost afraid to ask how your day went, she then noted as she began to head back towards the kitchen, feeling that he was in a good enough place to take care of himself now, but come and tell me all about it over a glass of wine, while I finish pulling our dinner together. How does sesame chicken over brown fried rice sound? she continued to speak as she took up a spot at the stove, snatching the wooden spoon from the ceramic rest so she could stir the steaming skillet filled with cubes of tender chicken. Last edited Feb 27, 2019