Yesterday was International Women’s Day. To show support I was excited to wear red to work. As my husband entered the kitchen he said, “Nice red shirt.”
“Where’s yours?” I ask.
“You know I don’t have any red work shirts.
“Boo.” I reply.
“I guess I could wear red underwear.” he suggested. “But then no one would see it.”
I giggled. “That’s ok.”
“Wait! I know!” He opened a kitchen drawer. He made a lot of noise and moved everything around until he finally pulled something out. It was a red pen. “I can use this today and carry it in my pocket!”
I rolled my eyes, but smiled as I hugged him.
At work I was the only one wearing red. I was surprised and disappointed until I remembered that at least my husband had his red pen today.