Things are falling back into place around the house here. As always, I woke up at 4:30 to prepare Mr. C’s breakfast and prepare and pack his lunch before sending him out the door to work. Before he left he noted a stack of pins I was to have mailed out to people last week but that were still sitting on the counter in the kitchen. That’s a good way to annoy him. Clutter AND slacking.

“There’s no reason for those to still be here. People are waiting for them,” he said looking at me sideways.

“I know. I will get them out.”

“You will get them out as soon as the post office opens. Got me?”

And that’s how it goes. ‘Round here that is called “tasking.” And when given a specific task, it means that Mr. C wants it done or else. To you this might seem like bullying. To me, it’s one of the most loving things he does. He keeps me on my toes. He keeps me at my best. He tells me often that he will not allow me to fail at the things that he knows I truly want but am too wishy-washy or lazy to get on my own. He knows my goal list as well as he knows his own. And if that isn’t love, I don’t know what is.

Tasking isn’t always about things to do with my goals though. Sometimes they are things that I am avoiding–like cleaning the fridge. Sometimes… most times… it’s my work outs. I don’t get given a specific workout to do. He knows I won’t tolerate that. He does insist that I get one in. And he will check on it. (He’s gone so far as to rig things up to see if they move.)

And other times Tasking is just because he can. To see if I will obey. He tests periodically and so do I… to see what he’ll do if I don’t get them done. I’ve had mixed results with that. Mixed enough that I’m not really willing to take the chance. So… let me bid you farewell while I get my behind to the post office. 🙂

Have a good one everyone!

2 Replies to “Tasking”


September 17, 2014 at 10:05 pm

I just found your blog and I’m so glad I did. To me it is refreshing to see a younger wife hold on to the old ways- that happen to be God’s way also.
I am almost 59 years old and I have no friends that believe this way. I have been very happily married for 38 years. My youngest is 21 and I have always been a stay-at-home-wife and mom.I feel very blessed.
Thank-you for taking the time to encourage us.



    September 29, 2014 at 5:12 pm

    You are so welcome! Watch for new posts coming end of this week. 🙂


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