always talks about how when we retire he is going to build us a custom house with everything just the way we want it…isn’t that exciting? My response is always: “If you value this marriage, we will find a house that is already built and comes close to meeting our requirements.”
I should be happy about the new french doors? I should be in 7th heaven with the new sunroom right? Umm…that would a big fat NO! We have no money for this project. My husbands evasive response: “I am doing all the work myself. This is going to add a ton of value to our house!”
Apparently he must be sleeping with someone at the lumber yard, Anderson Windows and Lowes, because all 12 of those windows, the french doors, molding, dry wall and assorted hardware, paint and tools were free? I can not imagine what he is going to have to do for the new hardwood floors.
My parents are coming to visit on Monday. Right now I have sliding glass doors in pieces leaning against the wall in my kitchen and a big open space with bits of insulation and splinters sticking out where the French Doors should be but don’t fit. On my center island on top of my granite counter top is newspaper and a collection of decorative molding covered in wet paint.
He just asked me what’s for dinner…I hacked up a fur ball coughing so hard.
My husband is a control freak and has to have his hand in even the tiniest decorating decision. We can not agree on what finish the handles should be on the french doors. Can you imagine us duking it out….over colors, flooring, hardware, lighting or countertops in our new house? We would be divorced before the blue prints were finalized.