Since I am not married and I’m completely uninterested in doing my own home improvements (don’t get me wrong, I’m sure if I applied myself, I could do them but I really hate Home Depot and let’s just say my affinity for tools other than those of the hair-styling or make-up application variety, is, well, less than admirable) he comes to stay with me and help me with handyman types of projects.
He’s been here since last week and he came with a mission. At Christmas, he came to the house to survey the land…aka, take down the list of “Daddy-do’s” and compile his own list of tools and supplies to bring back to complete said list. Upon his arrival, I was quickly reminded of the joys of having him…
1. He cooks us delicious dinners and it's ready whatever time we get home from work, 5pm, 8pm, 11:30pm or 7:30am.
2. He painted my bedroom in a matter of hours and I didn’t have to step my toe into Home Depot. Awesome.
3. He custom built an under the sink cabinet for my bathroom for all my girl bathroom stuff.
4. He knows how to hang anything on any kind of wall, neatly, on the first attempt, and it's straight.
5. He cleans up after all of us…me, him, Sara and the dog.
6. He walks the dog, plays with dog, talks to the dog and now she sleeps with him instead of me.
7. I'm not nearly as scared watching crime-based TV when he is there (and there is A LOT of it).
8. He's about as low maintenance as it gets...he's happy with store-brand root beer, hot dogs, my mom's Nook for NetFlicks and HD TV.
9. He shares my love of spicy foods, cheese on anything, seafood and sweets.
10. He senses when to talk and ask questions and when to hold his questions for another time...girls you know what I'm talking about.
11. I can't remember many other times (like when he worked 14 hours a day or I wanted him to drop me off at the back door of the mall so my friends didn't see us together) when we could just hang out...no pressure, no rushing, just hanging out and spending time together.
I asked him how long he planned to stay and his response was, “I’ll stay as long as your mother lets me.” It’s likely because he can do most things at my house on his own time and in his own way. He’s retired and he likes to do what he wants to do when he wants to do it. I can’t wait for retirement, btw. I don’t remind (or nag) him to take his medicine (don’t worry Mama, he takes it every day), the food in MD is amazing (Old Bay is hard to find in MB) and he’s hanging out with us girls. Just as I have 10+ joys of having him, I suspect he has joys when it comes to hanging out with us.
I also suspect that my mom knows all of the above mentioned joys (very well) and that's why she wants him back. Hang in there Mama…he’ll be back, but not before Tuesday as we have some sweet tickets to the O’s/Yanks game next week. Oh and that’s yet another reason he’s great…he’s an avid in sports fan like me (heck it’s just he and I that even watch sports in our family) that is up for any game anywhere anytime. And, at the Yard, they have all of his faves...they even have hotdogs topped with crab mac and cheese, otherwise referred to as Hotdog Heaven. On second thought, he just may stay a while longer.
Love him!It’s Mother’s Day weekend, and let’s face it girls, there wouldn’t be Mama’s without Dads. I’m very blessed and thankful to have both.
Happy Mother’s Day!
xoxo ~ Elizabeth
Well said, tearing up over here because dads really are the best. Hope you are having a blast with him :)
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