How Do I Know My Hubby Loves Me?

Well, let me start by saying that my hubby HATES, with a passion, to paint. He could care less whether I paint every square inch out of the house, but keep him out of it. I LOVE to paint, so it has never been a problem to go along on my merry way painting this wall or piece of furniture or knick-knack. We have been getting along for almost 15 years this way and it has worked out just fine.

However, I have been sick for months. Turned out to be something totally simple. However, in the past couple months I have been dying to get my hands on a paint brush and paint our nasty dining room. The last time it was painted was about 7 years ago and let's face it: it was BEYOND needing help. Made me cringe every time I walked through the room. I have been planning the decoration of it for a couple months as well. I already have the material waiting to be made into curtains for the window. I have distressed and painted a lovely old corner cabinet and placed it in the corner. My dining room table and chairs have been painted a gorgeous dark red color....and yet the walls seemed to mock me. I just have not had the energy or strength to do them.

Today though....today my hubby woke up, rolled over, looked at me and said, "I should paint your dining room walls today." I stared at him. Then I literally reached over, felt his forehead and said, "Are you running a fever?"

That sweet man, jumped out of bed, threw back some breakfast and got going. Here are some pics:

You can see the extreme difference in the wall color! LOL
It is a beautiful creamy white now...

Not only did he paint, but he put chicken wire in my corner cabinet
like I wanted...

Isn't it adorable???

So how do I know my hubby loves me? He spent his only free day to do something he absolutely detests and that he was not asked to do all because he loves me!

I am so blessed, what a man....