Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Ask and ye shall receive......
Today began like any other, as I got my coffee the phone rang and I talked to my best friend on the phone, as we often do just like "old times" when instead of phone chat over coffee, I would just make the 3 minute drive to her house, jammies an all. I began multi-tasking and moved down into the basement to see about sorting and organizing and preparing for my garage sale. Everytime I go down there, I see it. The big monstrosity that someone, some previous owner, thought it would be a good idea to build. It wasn't just a work bench, it was a workbench with a makeshift cabinet/dresser thingy underneath. I've never seen anything like it. It was huge, wasting space and it downright irritated me everytime I went down there. So today I decided it would be gone. My husband got home early, looking bright eyed and energetic, and so I moved in for the sneak attack. "Honey, how much do you love me?" I said while batting my long eyelashes. "What do you want?" he said. "I need a little help" I said, smiling coyly. "With what?" - okay so he's not so clever and wordy as me. He pretty much cuts to the chase. "Well, before you say no, hear me out Buttercup". He looks at me with his classic one eyebrow raised. He has perfected that look. I point him towards the monster and asked him if he could show lil ole me how to disassemble that big beastly giant? pause for laughter He couldn't help but crack a smile, and then much to my surprise, my wiley ways worked, and so the whip was cracked. Off he went to hunt and gather tools. I love to watch him at work, there is something about manual labor that is so romantic and flirtatious, if you will. lol Hey, some women have a thing for guys in uniform. And some love the tooling types. I love the looks he gets on his face as he's intently wrenching or sawing, hammering or crowbarring, fixing or demolishing. And well lets face it, the muscle definition doesn't hurt either. And the know how, oh my, I swear he has been blessed with endless talents! I have never quite seen a guy like him, he is very good at everything he does. I am not just saying that because I think he might read this and earn me brownie points towards that picnic table I've been wanting. HA! No really, he is very smart and always willing to learn more. Now THAT my friends, is a total hottie to me! But somehow I've got off the beaten path here.....I digress, yet again. So at some point, the day carried him away. Or the basement perhaps. Or maybe it was my compliments that motivated him? I don't know. But nonetheless, he demolished the beastly eyesore and then some. See we've been talking about finishing off a room in the basement. He's been planning and mapping (he's a little anal that way) and doing calculations....but I really couldn't envision it happening anytime soon. He's a dreamer of sorts, and on some days, I truly love that about him. On others, I want to squash that like little ant. LOL So the next thing I know I hear loud bangs, a random boom, thump, buzzzzzzzz and so I knew he was getting into something other than taking apart the beast. Perplexed, I go down to check out the ruckus, and find him taking walls down. Yes, that's right, he demoing the walls. They weren't huge, more like partitions really, but it was laid out a little funny and we had discussed the possibility of "opening it up a bit". I knew of the "plan", but again, I didn't think he'd move forward so soon. So my friends, we now have a big honkin pile of rubbish to deal with. I guess be careful what you ask for huh? And still the garage awaits him, but do you think I mentioned that today? Oh no, I asked him to focus on the basement and so he did. And now we've got a heckuva mess to clean up. So maybe tomorrow I will woo him with my compliments into clearing out the garage???? I will seduce him with his favorite steak dinner and flutter my eyelashes while I tell him how wonderful he did on the yard. Or the basement. Or the bathrooms. Or any number of fill in the blanks he's done to our new home. Oh the things that can be accomplished by simply stroking a man's ego. If you haven't tried it, you don't know what harmony you're missing!
Labels:
basement,
Humor,
husband,
rennovations
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I am all for the "tool wielding" guys too! ROFL. Watching my hubby working on anything, gets my heart racing!
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