I'll start by saying I got a card from my thoughtful husband. A very beautiful card "To My Wife, With Love". (mostly prompted because I was upset he didn't get me one for our recent 20th wedding anniversary)
And after the card? Well, there were no flowers. No evening out with a romantic dinner, or a movie, and certainly not a love-filled getaway weekend with just the two of us. I might have dropped dead of shock had that happened.
It may seem like I'm complaining, but really, I don't care so much about those things, or big gestures...it's more so the thought and feeling behind them that I'm looking for. You know, that "Show me that you love me," mantra that so many men, mine in particular, cringe when they hear it.
Turns out I got me a big gesture after all. My dear hubby is working on remodeling our front two rooms, and that day, he tore down a wall for me. THAT was better than flowers, candy, a movie, or anything else. Finally, in our old, 100+ yrs farmhouse, we will have a room that's larger than a tiny little square or rectangle. A place where the family can gather comfortably for a holiday without people camped out on the floor or steps because there's no room for extra chairs!
I can't wait for it to be done so I can show you all the finished product, but for now, I'll share a before and an in progress picture of my best Valentine's gift ever!
Finding a picture to show both sides of the long narrow room took awhile, and this ended up being a Christmas decorating picture from 2008. (my kidlets are all growing so fast!) Look above the recliner--the kids started our demo by peeling off sections of the wall paper when they were toddlers. I am going to miss that carpeting though...not!
Wayne's turn to demo. :)
And now the wall between the two rooms is down! Happy Valentine's Day to me!
Thank you, Honey! Love you!
