Asked the hubby to pick up something he's offered to do before that I would typically go out of my way to do, even when he keeps offering.
Stemming back to my still feeling guilty at times for no longer working full-time, and from feeling like there's always a string attached and something expected in return, regardless of the circumstance or the giver.
Hard feelings to shake, especially when you've already tapped out most of your emotions and energy for the day. F'n feelings sure can throw a big ass wrench in even the best of days, ay?
But today, my physically and mentally drained self, from much peopling/interacting/helping out and scurrying about all over hell's half acre much of yesterday, don't give a rat's ass about the never ending guilty self.
So, as he offers his kindness today, the only thing I can say is, "Yes, please, and thank you."
If I had a dollar for every time I haven't accepted kindness/help/support until I've tapped myself out and have no choice left, I'd be all set monetarily.