It's been a month since I replaced my dining room chandelier. Seventeen years later I still wonder how I picked that rococo brass monstrosity with carved faces. But now, it's gone; replaced by a beautiful, understated, modern crystal one. Or so I think. Hubby apparently has a different view.
He has not yet noticed. Despite four weeks of the shimmering illumination of work papers that clutter the dining table (don't get me started on that), despite the credit card bill that included the not-insubstantial purchase, hubby has said nothing. No "wow." No "where did that come from." No "why'd you waste that money." Nothing.
However, he recently lamented the placement of a storage pod on a lawn a couple of blocks away. It has been there at least a year. I guess he has 11 more months on the light.
How have you not said anything? It would eat me alive!
ReplyDeleteNearly six months later, husband asked if I changed dining room light fixture. And not because he saw the chandelier; rather, the room seemed brighter.
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