The things DIVORCES are made of!

Last week while laying in bed at about 6:00 am, I heard Wade fire the truck up.  He told me he had to unload fertilizer so I didn't think anything of it.  I soon sat up in bed to see what the ruckus was, it was him, and he was stuck! Again, very likely this time of year so I didn't think anything of it.  Soon, I sat up again to see what the ruckus was, it was him roaring by in the 4WD tractor...and as I laid there, in my nice warm bed, barely awake, I remember my mom  saying "you don't have to do that, make him find a man to help him, those are the things divorces are made of"!  Her advice had come before we were married and to date I can count on ONE hand the amount of times I have been in the wrong place at the wrong time and had to help someone get "un-stuck".  So I laid there and contemplated, watched him make several trips from the tractor to the semi and back, so finally I decided to go help...and all I could think about the whole way out there was the advice my mom had given me...what was I thinking?  Volunteering?  For all he knew I was asleep...yet for some reason, I had to go out there!  Well, it was pretty cut and dry, I decided to be the pullee and it went off without a hitch, I came back in and retreated to the bed for another half hour of sleep.  I got up, got the kids up, everyone got ready as normal and as I was walking out the door Wade said to me "have you been losing weight?"  I laughed and thought "Ha Mom"  "getting him unstuck has the opposite affect on Wade!"