The BF’s been suffering a sore throat for the last few days. It is so bad that he can barely talk. Which isn’t much of a difference in my routine, because he hardly speaks much anyway (and then I have to cover up for him and then get branded a blabber-mouth) !!
Apart from guzzling warm water the whole day (warmed by your’s truly, else he’d rather suffer dehydration than warm a little water for himself) and mooning around the house a bit for the last 2 days, there hasn’t been much activity from his side.
And that’s what galvanized him to finally get some work done yesterday. So he bought a large rickety iron shelf (the kinds found in book stores and libraries) from a kind neighbour, bought some sandpaper, a can of paint and brush and set himself busy scraping the old paint off. Tough work indeed. And since the benign wife so loves painting, she volunteered to help him paint that thing (What?? you expect me to put up a picture of that monstrosity?? No way!!)
Anyhow, we worked in companionable silence throughout, not uttering anything other than the occasional, “pass me the thinner” or “does this look ok?”
And I realized, that after a very long time, we were spending time together doing something totally mundane and useless, yet enjoying it for the time it gave us . The shelf is an eye-sore, I agree, but it was fun doing it. Fun standing by and appreciating each other’s art, criticizing the missed niches , reprimanding for spilled paint and generally trying to achieve one-upmanship over the other. The shelf needs a second coat and he’ll be doing the honours today (He’s taken an off coz he’s ill. And I don’t have an off for Holi 😦 ).
Oh well, I miss it already. Sitting here in office, I can’t help but feel that I’d be much happier back home, standing next to him, wielding that brush and inflicting my master strokes on that white elephant while the BF looks on indulgently.
Ahhh….bliss!!!
Awww… so sweet! 🙂 Precious moments I guess.
Aww the sweet li’l joys of life 🙂 Thank God for them 🙂