Guess what my husband got me for my birthday? Go ahead guess. You'll never guess...
A membership to the YMCA!
That's right despite all those hundreds of tips for boyfriends and husbands, he went ahead and got me what I did really, really wanted. No, it's not because he thinks I'm fat or even that he thinks I need to be in better shape. He got it for me because it's what I wanted.
And why did I want a gym membership? So I could get a little of that 'me' time I've so been craving. Plus, with free childcare and wifi, I may never actually have to set foot on a treadmill.
So, if you need me, I'll be enjoying a leisurely swim followed by an uninterrupted shower. I wonder if they have cushy chairs just right for reading a book?
Who knows I might actually try to get a work-out in every now and then.