Remember when I posted about finishing the first bedroom the other day? I had posted photos of a built-in bookshelf, and mentioned that I'd post more about it later...well, there's a little story about that project that I thought was worth sharing.
Ok, so rewind about a week. My husband was out of town for a few days, and my son and I decided to work really diligently so we could surprise him with our accomplishments in the house when he returned.
So we decided to finish this bedroom, and we made all the changes you could see in the previous post. It took some doing!
Well, one of the things my son and I did together in that room was wallpaper the back of a bookcase, something neither one of us had done before. Here is what the bookcase looked like before we started:
See the dark oak wood in the bookcase?
The bookcase was dark wood (like everything when we bought this house), and like everything here, I just wanted to lighten it up a little.
I didn't want to paint it, because it would be hard to undo if I wanted to change it in the future. So easily-removable adhesive wallpaper seemed like a good idea.
Here is the wallpaper we used, that I found at WalMart:
It was simple, bright, and seemed to go with the floral theme of the house.
Like I said, my son and I had never done this before, and it was a little tricky. Lining the paper up correctly, getting the air bubbles out, lining up seams, etc...we had to redo our work quite a bit as we went, but to our relief, it came out really well. It took a couple of hours, and it was definitely a two-person job!
But I loved the final result!
The nice oak wood is still visible, but yes, it's brighter!
I had worried it might not turn out, but it did, and I was really pleased. Of all the changes in this room, I could not wait for my husband to see this one. I knew he'd be impressed!
So, fast forward to the return of the husband on Friday night. When he arrived, my son and I couldn't wait to show him the finished room - "the big reveal" if you will. (Whenever you spend hours and days on a project, the appreciation is the payoff, right?)
So my husband opened the door, and gave great reaction. "Wow!" he said, gazing around the room. He oohed and ah-ed at all the little detailed changes that he noticed, and that we pointed out. But I kept waiting for him to notice one thing. The wallpaper.
"I love the nightstands!" he exclaimed. "They're perfect!"
I showed him the bed skirt, that we had just bought, that really polished up the bed. "Looks great!" he responded.
But I kept waiting for him to notice the wallpaper. I mean, it was a HUGE change, right? (Not to mention a ton of effort!)
"That's a perfect desk chair," he commented. "And the drawing over the bed is amazing."
Yes. But the wallpaper?
"Did you notice anything else?" I finally asked.
He looked around the room. "Yes," he said. "The chair. The lamps. The art on the walls."
"Anything else?" I asked again.
Look of confusion. His tone had an edge of sharpness. "Yes! I see all the changes! Is there something I'm supposed to be seeing that I'm not?" he questioned, wildly glancing all over the room.
Long pause. Silence. My son looked at me with a knowing half smile. Having made all the effort as well, he knew why I was riled up.
"The wallpaper!!" I practically yelled. "The wallpaper that wasn't there before!"
My husband kept turning his head, till he FINALLY set eyes on the bookcase.
"That wallpaper wasn't there before?" he tentatively ventured.
Silence again. "No," I sighed, with exasperation. "It was just wood. Like everything else. Do you not notice that it DOESN'T look forty years old? That it's new, unlike the wallpaper that was hanging in the entry? Does it not look fresh, and great, and beautiful?"
"Oh, yes, of course," he scrambled to recover, "Well, you know when something is different, but you don't remember how it was before, so you're not sure if it's different, but you think it might be..."
Ok, so not exactly the reaction I'd been going for.
*Sigh.*
Ok, so fast forward twenty minutes.
I had found something at Goodwill, something small, but something great. Something I thought would make a perfect decoration for the bathroom. So while the husband was out of town, I added that too.
I was sitting in a chair when my husband came charging out of the bathroom. I could hear him laughing in the hall. "Oh my gosh!" he yelled. "I love it! It's perfect! What is this? Where did you find this??"
And there it was, the accolades and over-the-top reaction I'd been waiting for, that I thought my classy, hard-earned wallpaper would get me.
And what was he so charged up about?
Here was my find (from Goodwill, of course, I'm surprised he even asked...):
Yes, it's a poop emoji. 💩
In case you're wondering, he's really a bank:
So when I saw him at Goodwill, I just started laughing. I mean, come on, he's cute! "What are you going to do with that?" my son asked, confused, as I threw the emoji in the shopping cart.
What am I not going to do with that? Aside from a thousand pranks I can imagine (or maybe leaving him under my husband's pillow when I'm mad at him), I thought he'd make a perfect bathroom decoration. I mean, if he made me laugh, someone else probably will too.
And he did. The husband did.
Not only did he notice, but he laughed, and at least I got a big reaction for SOMETHING.
If there's a moral to this story, I'm pretty sure it points to the reinforcement of the notion that yes, there still are major differences between men and women.
So, perhaps the flower arrangement I slaved over, or the curtains I agonized over choosing, or the wallpaper I went to great lengths to install were more important to me. Perhaps they are just pleasant background to men. It's ok.
Apparently, we meet in the middle with a poop emoji, our common denominator.
While I'm not exactly sure what that says about our relationship, it has united us in agreement on something: neither one of us wants to leave it in the house for the renters. We both already cherish our little emoji, and just know someone else will probably want him. "That's going to disappear with somebody," my husband said.
With all the other things I second-guessed leaving in this house because they might be "too nice for a rental," my little $2 Goodwill emoji has now been (weirdly) added to the list.
He IS special.
I mean, a house has to have a sense of humor, right?