It’s so cute–I think Dan might be “nesting.” In a manly way, of course. Last weekend he finally got around to purchasing the new (to us) car he had been looking at and considering for a long while. His old one had gotten so old and had become such a gas-guzzling, scary ride that we had taken to leaving parked in the driveway and using our full size van for most outings. Dan rarely even used it for his short commute to and from work. We had been managing alright with the one vehicle, and I had long given up hope of getting a new one before spring or even summer, but to Dan last week it seemed somehow urgent that we do so–right now.
If his sudden interest in our family’s vehicular security did not convince me, Wednesday night did. Dan arrived home from work, breezed through his dinner, and announced that he would be making a trip to the Home Depot. For us, living out of the way as we do, a trip to the Home Depot is no small matter: It’s nearly an hour’s ride and not something either of us usually does on a weeknight.
Nevertheless, Dan went. He returned home long after the kids had gone to bed with drop cloths, buckets, brushes, and cans of paint.
“I am going to paint our bedroom,” he announced.
I raised one eyebrow at him. He went on breathlessly, describing to me the way in which the lighter color would brighten the room as well as the plans he had for installing new closet doors and wainscoting.
“Whaddya think?” he wanted to know.
I told him I thought it sounded great, as long as he could complete the project before the baby arrives. He has no reason to be so confident, but he assured me that he could. We’ll see. In the meantime, I have been sleeping in the living room to avoid the fumes and looking forward to the fabulous new bedroom I’ll spend my sleepless nights in when our little one arrives.
See? We mothers aren’t the only nutty ones. Daddies can be “nesters” too.