Compromise & a big cup of coffee

Every morning, I prepare breakfast for honey and me. I have always been a firm believer that one shouldn’t skip the first meal of the day. So, ever since honey and I became a couple, I’ve influenced him, who previously was not a breakfast eater, to have breakfast. Although honey and I are not big on coffee, it has become a part of my breakfast, not for honey though. So each morning, I would ask him if he feels like drinking coffee, tea, juice or just water. Normally, when he would request for coffee, he ends up not drinking it at all, otherwise, if he doesn’t request for it, he ends up sharing my small cup of coffee which leaves me with less than a cup. He’s just like that, he prefers to share my cup of coffee than having one of his own.

This morning, I’ve finally come up with a solution for our dilemma, I’ve found a bigger mug in the cupboard, made one and a half cups worth of coffee and we were all smiles during breakfast.

Over the big cup of coffee, honey and I discussed another compromise. See, I’m morning person, so it’s not a big deal for me to wake up earlier to work out. However, honey is more of a nocturnal creature… he prefers to stay late and wake up as late as possible. A couple of weeks back, I’ve agreed with honey that instead of my normal routine of going to the gym in the morning, we both could just wake up earlier and work out together at home, anyway we have several equipments at home which should be good enough. He’s main protest is that it’s harder for him to wake up early. So while having our big cup of coffee, I proposed another compromise. I told him that we could wake up early on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and do our work outs at night on Tuesdays and Thursdays, that way we could stay longer in bed two weekdays. He was happy and we were all smiles after breakfast.

Coffee and compromises, all in a wife’s day.