Yesterday was the official first day of deer season if you hunt with a bow...which of course, Rex does. This means that I "deal" with deer season for 4 looooooong months. I can never make my husband understand that it is not actually his hunting that I mind, but rather the aftermath of his hunting. No, in fact, as much as I love my husband, I love those lazy Sunday afternoons where I have the house to myself. I love that he has something that he enjoys this much. I will never ever understand why someone would leave a warm cozy bed in the wee hours of the morning to go outside in the freezing cold with the hope of seeing and killing a deer. Some days it is all for naught. Nope, never will get it. To hear him describe it through his eyes though, I guess it just has to be in your blood. You either love it or hate it. My husband takes deer hunting very serious. We went last weekend to buy special clothes detergent, soap, and other products to completely wipe away the human scent. He will wash his stuff ( and dare me to touch it ) and put it in these HUGE ziplock bags so it doesn't touch anything that might put a scent on his hunting clothes. This man will not even clean a bathroom during the hunting season because the smell of Ajax lingers on your skins. See what I deal with???
All this can work in my favor though. When I have stuff that needs to get done around the house, the timetable is always defined as "when hunting season is over." This gives me four months to ponder what I need to get done. This year, I want to build a deck and re-do one of our bathrooms. Coming off his hiatus from house duties for the most part, this works to my favor. He is always up to doing the things that I want done after hunting. So, it makes it all worthwhile. I just have to make sure he gets it all done before the fishing season starts up......
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