High Maintenance Country Style

Last week Jon informed me that I was high maintenance, and I can't wait to tell you why.

It certainly isn't because I like jewels and diamonds. In fact I am not much of a jewelry consumer at all. I like classic simple jewelry and seldom wear anything other than my watch and my wedding ring. Secondly, I'm not much of a flower bouquet person either. It's not that I don't love flowers, it's the fact that I can usually make the flowers much more gorgeous than any other florist...at half the cost, so I really don't desire flowers on any given occasion. 

I don't need piles of collectibles, or mounds of Persian rugs, or designer clothes and handbags...okay I have ONE Michael Khors handbag. My favorite apparel involves Levi's and work boots so I know its not that stuff right? In fact when we moved from Greeley to Brush and I paused to look at all the stuff we had accumulated, I spent weeks going through boxes and bags and got rid of hundreds of items. I didn't sell stuff I gave stuff away, so obviously I don't need stuff of any kind!

I like a vacation every now and again but I certainly don't insist on month long trips to Bali, or long weekend trips to Vegas with the girlfriends. I can't think of any better way to spend a week off of work than walking around our mini farm, grilling and listening to country music and watching our grandson play with the animals from the comfort of my lawn chair on the front drive way.

I don't require a great deal of attention at this stage of my life. I don't ask Jon to call me to see if I need anything or to merely inquire about how he can make my life better today. I don't call my husband to pick up a bag of dog food when we are running low or a bottle of vanilla when I am in the midst of baking a cake.   I don't request Jon do any of the laundry, dishes, housework etc. I don't demand a maid for housekeeping.  I don't even like to go out for dinner for Christ's sake.  I LIKE eating at home and would pick home cooking almost always!

Okay so I don't need stuff or attention, or coddling or acts of service. I don't need diamonds  or vacations...hmmm high maintenance?    No, the reason Jon accused me of being high maintenance? Really?   You just can't make this stuff up folks...is because I asked him to let me out of the booth during breakfast at Diggers Diner.

From now until, well basically eternity Jon will sit on the inside of the booth.  Seriously?