July 16, 2011
We admire the holes in the walls, the electric wires hanging loose, and the overall mess. This is obviously a work in progress, even we can see that!
Because personally, I can't even build a solid bungalow from Duplo blocks. And even though my husband builds a mean Lego castle, a builder he is not. So we bow our heads in acknowledgement of the superior knowledge of our builders.
But sometimes I like to make a suggestion in spite of my ignorance. Today I pointed out some authentic looking beams on the ceiling, of what's going to be one of the kids' bedrooms. Our bedroom will be right above that room. I asked: 'Can't we leave those pretty beams just like they are?'
'Hell no! You've got to isolate them,' the builder told me. 'Otherwise your kids can hear every snore.'
'It's not the kids hearing us snoring, that worries me,' my husband said, and exchanged meaningful looks with the builder.
And then they guffawed. For a very long time.
I pretended I had no idea what they were laughing about.
Because sometimes pretend ignorance is bliss.
Tags: Husband and wife