I am known as the creative one in the family. When anyone around here runs into a creative snag they consult me. I like being creative so much, people around me actually roll their eyes every time I mention a new endeavor – there are many- I have a list. It’s yet to be seen whether the kids have inherited the creative gene and we are all fairly certain that my husband hasn’t a creative bone in his body. Truly, he just doesn’t get it. We love him anyway.
So you can imagine my surprise when I encountered this upon entering our bedroom yesterday. I almost missed it on the way to the master bathroom, but he prompted – “What? Did you miss me message?” Well, yeah I did. How? I don’t know, cause this is big, really big above the bed. And he thought of it all by himself.
By the way, in case you are wondering, he is building me a walk-in closet in there and painting too. So no, we don’t routinely walk around the house painting messages on this walls with interior satin paint. See there, aren’t I lucky?


