Life with Duane

My friend invited us to her house for eats and firworks Saturday the third. I didn't know who or how many people would be there. My husband was spraying trees when I left and would come later. I was glad that he was coming because he doesn't usually go to gatherings like that because he doesn't enjoy such things. There were about 15 people there when I arrived. He came about an hour later. He was very tired from working in the heat and spraying 6 tall trees. He stayed about 20 minutes then went home to bed. It was a great sacrifice for him to come to the party and he did it just for me.
My son was there. I don't see much of him. He's either at work, asleep or out. He was shooting off fireworks with his friends while we watched. I think 28 people eventually showed up. I didn't get home till midnight. I had a hard time getting up the next morning. When I did, my husband was just leaving for work. He didn't expect me to get up to pack his lunch; he let me sleep. He's such a great guy.