EVERY single day, upon leaving work, I call Tim’s cell phone.  I don’t need a reason to call.  I just miss him and want to see what he is doing.  Is he at home?  Did I get any packages? (OK that is a BIG reason I call)  How is Missy (the dog)?  How was his day at work?  Did I get any packages?  What are we doing for supper?  Did I get any mail?  And, did I get any packages? 

Yesterday late in the day I was wrapping things up in preparation to leave for the day.  The phone rang, and I have caller ID so I knew it was him.  What a nice suprise, my honey calling ME instead of ME calling him!  He wanted to know what our plans were for the evening.  I inquired if there was something he had in mind, and he sounded kind of sneaky.  “I have something planned if we are not going anywhere.”  My mind immediatelly started thinking, “OK, is he planning on cooking me supper?  Is he ordering out?  What’s going on?”  Of course, being a woman, I MUST know what on earth it is that he is talking about!  How can I answer his question if I don’t know what he has in mind?  Finally he said that he was putting the recessed lights into the kitchen.  Immediately I responded, “Then we are staying home tonight!”

Back when we were remodeling, the kitchen didn’t get much work.  It was painted and had a new ceiling fan.  That is it!  However, the ceiling fan’s light is very poor lighting.  And, it casts shadows upwards on the ceiling instead of cascading down into the room to provide light.  I hate the light kit, and so does Tim…  the fans, however, are very lovely and look fabulous in my kitchen.  They are black with silver, and match my kitchen cabinets that are also painted black.  So Tim worked extra hard last night in order to get the recessed lights put in…  and I got to help… more or less, I stood with a trash can to catch the ceiling drywall and the dust as he drilled out the holes for the light kit thingy (pictured above).  And there were times he had to get up in the attic, at which points I could hear profanities muffled through the ceiling!!  He was determined…  And finally, later he came into the den and said, “I’m done; want to come check it out?”  LIGHT!  GLORIOUS LIGHT!  SPRINGING DOWN FROM HEAVEN ABOVE!  I could hear the Hallelujah Chorus in my head as I ooed and ahhed over my newly lit kitchen. 

I think I have the best boyfriend in the entire world. 

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