After 4 years of marriage, my husband fails to realize that he can’t say “It’s a surprise!” and then expect me to wait for the surprise… not another second, forget about an entire month!
So my birthday is just around a corner and just thinking of my birthday gets me excited. And no… it’s not just this year that I’m super excited. It’s every year. What can I say? I love my birthday! J
I also make it quite a task for my family to live up to my expectations. My husband especially!
This year, after years of clothes, perfumes, watches and everything nice, he decided to build me a small piece of furniture. I would so opt for all the other things, but I never turn my nose up at a DIY project.
Coming home from work one day, my lungs filled with the smell of paint. (Yes, my husband didn't realize that painting should be done in well ventilated areas).
Anyways, I sniffed out the surprise and here’s what I found. (This is the final product and it took him a couple of more days after my discovery to finish it.)