Originally Posted by JenniePenny
My confession is that when I'm sewing and my husband has made a nice dinner and he calls out that dinner is ready, I secretly wish that I didn't have to bother with eating! Oh for heaven's sake, I am just getting these seams to line up for the first time this afternoon, and now to be called away!
But I know it's not good to complain that he made a nice dinner! I'm very fortunate.
I don't feel so bad now....my DH actually brings dinner to me. I clean up the dishes when I'm ready, but dinner is handed to me on a platter. I love it.