There is a nice little pole that attaches the awning to a section of brick right outside our front door. He decided to start there...Several hours later he had finally scraped off four layers of paint using several methods to get to that point. At around nine last night we were painting the pole, part of the awning and the garage door. I cautiously mentioned that painting the garage door in the dark might not render the results we were looking for but at that point he was primed to "get 'er done".
Today we marveled at the results of painting in the dark. Unique. My husband smiled wryly and said, "Hey this could be a country song...'Paintin' in the Dark'. It could also be a metaphor...Marriage is like painting in the dark...It looks pretty good, but in the morning you end up thinking you better just start over." Of course he used his best hillbilly accent with a big grin...I laughed. Then sobered...Surely he couldn't mean OUR marriage?! The man does make me laugh.
I think that humor is so valuable in life. I truly believe that if you can inject a bit of humor into life, it makes it so much easier to move through things. That is not to say that you find that which is heavy or grievous funny. I just mean that staying open for something that can make you smile helps so much to get one through the heavy and stressful moments in life. I am learning to laugh more. I am learning to lighten up and smile more, often at the sheer irony of things. An example? When my husband drives by with his buddy from work to show off the white pole he painted outside the house rather than the whole interior of the house I just recently finished painting. Now THAT is humorous.
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