fall in love with my husband again

My husband Bob is the only reason we have made it thru these last years. Because I’m unable to work due to an injury. He works two jobs so we don’t lose our house and our bills are paid. I miss him when he is working. We used to get home from work and eat dinner. Spend time curled up on the couch or go out to the movies. When we were dating, then living together before we married my family used to tease him. That he spoils me but he always would say (No I’m not spoiling her I’m treating her like the princess she is) Which is the opposite of what I really am. When we first met thru his brother. I was like this will never work. I’m a spit-fire with the temper to go with it. And he was laid-back. At the end of the night I wouldn’t even give him my phone number. I did give him my address. My exact words were so when you wake up tomorrow and figured that you and I have nothing in common. I don’t want some brood calling me months later because she went through your wallet. The next day he called, he got my number from his brother and being the b*h I hung up on him. Later that day flowers arrived with a note asking for a second date. It was a dozen of yellow roses, they are my favorite. We had been together 7 years before we got married. We have been together 13 years. My son was 5 years old when we met. And Bob did a great job in helping me raising him. Bob had some diffuculty when Ryan hit the teenage years. I on the other hand had a blast with Ryan’s teenage years. There wasn’t anything he could get away with- that I hadn’t done when I was his age.But now that Ryan is 18 and working two jobs and getting ready to leave the nest. I need to work on my relationship with Bob. We are more like roommates than husband and wife.