See this man? He claims he doesn't know a thing about gardening. Let me tell you right now that he knows more than he lets on, especially after being married to me for almost fifteen years. This year, we decided to expand our gardens, partly because I wanted to plant more, and partly to give him less to mow. We went from having the vegetable garden you can see in the front of the picture below to having two. We also added some around the back porch and between the sidewalk and front of the house. They're still works in progress, but we're getting there.
How is this romantic? Well, for one, he gave up two or three days of his spring break to make sure all those plots got dug up ... not an easy task. The grass in our yard has deep roots and isn't that easy to move out of the way. Both of us felt like we'd done a year's worth of work outs by the end of it. That tiller wasn't friendly, either, and didn't really live up to our expectations when we rented it. And quite a bit of tax refund money went into the supplies, too. Money that could have been spent on other things he might have enjoyed more. Instead, he gave up his time, his energy, and agreed to spend the money on these vegetable and flower beds simply because he knew they'd make me happy. That sounds romantic to me.
Has your guy ever given up things so that he could enable you to have something that would make you happy? I hope so! I'd love to hear about it.
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