Yesterday my husband had what I’m sure he would consider one of the more exciting opportunities this year so far…..
….helping me re-decorate the bathroom.
I know what you’re thinking.
We lead a very, very exciting life.
And you would be right. 🙂
I don’t think he would mind so much helping me with a project, if I would just speed up the process.
But it takes time.
It requires thought and precision timing and placement and the occasional moving of something from one side of the room to the other….
….and back again.
Only to have it end up right where you began.
Girls hit your Hallelujah.
Thirty minutes into the process, in the effort to generally speed everything up so he could finish watching the last game of the NBA championships….
….he started making helpful suggestions.
I smiled at the super helpful suggestions and nodded a little blankly and then went back to standing and staring.
About super important thing.
Like trying to remember where I put that nest with the wood sticks and wondering if soap would look cute in a nest and then thinking what if someone actually used the soap and then put it back into the nest, the nest would then be….well…soapy.
And are soapy nests even a good idea?
And that’s how the re-decorating process went.
Me staring and thinking. Him waiting patiently and suggesting and smiling encouragingly at me with a face that upon closer inspection might have suggested he would rather be watching a basketball game.
Finally, into the awkward silence he said, “You should really feature me on the blog with my suggestions. You know. Kind of like a husband’s perspective on how to decorate. I think people would like that.”
Husbands and decorating?
That snapped me out of my reverie.
“Really?” I said. “Husband design suggestions. That’s a thought. It might be fun.”
Then I paused (and then asked the question you are all totally thinking), “Tell me a design suggestion you might make for the blog?”
He looked around the bathroom.
He looked it up and looked it down. I could see the wheels turning and then he pointed.
“There,” he said excitedly pointing to the streamers put up with tape hanging just outside the bathroom in the hallway. “There’s a suggestion. It’s a good idea to take down the streamers in the hallway after a party. We could talk about how to remove the streamers without the tape taking off the paint. That’s almost a diy idea.”
He stopped for a moment and looked at me with a grin.
“But when I write it, I’m leaving off the part…..
…..that the party was a month ago.”
Would you believe me if I told you we are just super festive? 🙂
PS Here we are.
Me thinking up projects.
Him wondering why I even put up those streamers with hard-to-get-off-almost-paint-removing tape. 🙂
PPS I want to give a shout out to Lebron. You won my heart when you left it all on the basketball court. Here’s to next year rock star.