My husband is a lighting designer. He is pretty good at it. When we were first married, J made it so that I could read at night, without interrupting him. J made a fabric and wood headboard for us with individually controlled dimmer lighting on his and her sides. He had a pin spotlight shining directly on our pillows. Pretty awesome, right?
Last week, I asked him if he could do something with the lighting in our bedroom so I could read at night without waking him up. J told me to buy a book light.
I did.
It sucks
8 comments:
don't be a hater!
I don't see why you are so offended. I complimented you and said how good you are at your job and how great a job you did building that cool thing over our bed. I'm just saying I don't like the light. Not you. The light. Maybe as soon as you get your knickers out of a knot, you can fix my lighting situation.
That is what happens after you've been married awhile. The way I get Harold to do things is to say, "Wow, I don't think there's any possible way you could(rearrange the living room, move the fridge to the other side of the kitchen, etc)." And then I say, "I'll just call so-and-so and see if they can do it."
He takes this as a challenge to his manhood, strength, whatever and jumps to get it done! It's call reverse psychology, but don't tell J.
Ah, well...
so the honeymoon is over, huh, guys? Really, J...you are a pro and you let your poor wife go around with a light like that? Shameful. tsk. tsk.
;-)
I like Lori's plan. Sneaky. Sneaky.
:)
Really I am ok if you ask the neighbor you have a crush on to help you with lighting around the house.
OMG!! OMG. OMG. OMG!!!!!
I asked today, and she doesn't have any ideas.
Oh my, I thought the post was funny, it actually made me laugh out loud and then I read the comments and I lost it.
I know, my comments are belated. I'm catching up.
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