We moved into our house 3 years ago when I was pregnant with DS#1. We have a 3 bedroom (+1 nursery) condo and since I was 6 months pregnant at the time I refused to buy a fix it upper. You see, I had spent years working on our last condo and I was done. I had put the crown molding and baseboards in myself with a friend. I had built a mantel for our fireplace from scratch. I had painted. I had workers come in to help me redo our kitchen and main bathroom. I installed a sink and new lights. After we had finished I loved it all. It was gorgeous. Then I got pregnant and stayed pregnant. Suddenly our 2 bedroom condo became too small and we had to move. Like, NOW!
I had made the deal with my husband that if we were going to really move then I wanted to be in before I was 6 months along and I didn’t want to have to do any work on it to be happy with it. Basically, move in condition. I also had a ton of other criterion, but I’m not going to bore you with those details (I mean, seriously, an elevator in the building when you live on the 3rd and 4th floors are essential!)
When we saw this place we knew it was the “one” and I could see us starting a family here. It was perfect in every way….except the paint. It was brown everywhere. I’m not talking chocolate brown. I’m talking rose brown. What’s worse is that the living space (one big room that combines our living room, dining room, and kitchen) was two colors of brown, but they were so close in color I didn’t even realize it until I was moved in. There I was, huge as a whale, eating something (hey, I was pregnant I was eating for two) on the couch, watching TV, and simultaneously admiring our new home.
Me: “Hey, look at those walls. Are they the same color?”
Hubby: “What walls?”
Me: “Those, over there, behind the TV.”
Hubby: “Yeah. They’re brown.”
Now let me state the obvious…he’s color blind. Asking him what color it is would be like asking a cat to see in 3D. They don’t, by the way.
So I get off my fat blubber butt and waddle to the wall. Hmmmm. I look at the corners. Yup! Two different colors of brown that are so close I had to walk to see the difference. LAME!
Well, I began the complaining. I wanted new paint. I wanted it, wanted it, wanted it! But, I was pregnant and hubby wouldn’t couldn’t do it (he has zero patience for home improvement projects). This meant we had to hire someone. Blech.
Then hubby decides to tell me he wants to put a window into bedroom a wall. Yes, I said it right. A window. In a wall. Inside the house. I didn’t, but I did my wifely duty to raise his self-esteem and humor him. “Oh yes honey, that would be cool.” As I rolled my eyes so far back into my head that I could see behind me. Unfortunately he didn’t catch on to my subtle sarcasm and decided to do it.
Fast forward 3 years. We have baby #2 and hubby is now even more obsessed with this stupid window. He announces to me one day that his handy friend is coming to visit and they will be installing the window…..themselves. I began to vocalize my discontent in a not so subtle manner. “What do you mean you’re going to do it?? What is the point of putting a window that’s not facing outside?” A fight followed and there were many days of silence. It was one of those “If I hear the word window one more flipping time I’m going to freak out” silences. You know, where your body gets tense and you hear whispers in your mind that says “Window. Window. Window.” Wait, you dont’ have voices in your head chanting?? Crap…errrr.
Anyways, after weeks of this I caught him proceeding with plans. Apparently he mistook my silence for resignation. (He missed the “You’re wife is pissed so she’s stonewalling you” seminar.)
So I did what any wife would do.
I pulled up my sleeves and used the “Fine. If you put in your stupid window then I get to paint and decorate however I want without one word of complaint from you” card.
Two weeks ago the window was put in. Today, my living space is now tan (not brown) and a blueish green.
Let me tell you….as I sit here and admire my new space and colors….it makes the fight and stupid beautiful window all worth it. *hehe*
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