For my birthday this year I asked for a few things but one was particularly dear to me.
We have a lot of projects to do around the house and it is not easy to pick which ones come first. But without a doubt linen closet shelves were always going to be on the bottom of the list because it affects no one and no one sees the inside of a closet....except me. Since we moved in I have been digging and piling and stuffing our towels and sheets into a closet with one sagging wire shelf and a few plastic baskets. This situation made me sad and grumbly every time I had to get or put away linens which was about twice a week.
Doing the math, approx 100 weeks x 2 grumbles per week + unknown number of years of weekly grumbles ahead due to low priority of shelves = one perfect birthday wish.
It really was quite a lot of work but after 3 or so weeks, my fabulous husband has finished the shelves. I now have an unknown number of years ahead with twice weekly smiles. This is a fabulous birthday gift for 33 year old me.
I am trying to beat back thoughts like "who knew I would be this boring at such a young age" and replace them with something slightly kinder like "how lucky is Andrew to have a wife who can be so easily pleased." It's not really working but that doesn't lessen my enjoyment of the closet.