One thing I love about my husband is his attention to detail. I don’t trust just anyone to do maintenance/handyman projects for me. But when one of those Voth boys does a job, you can count on it being done right.
Most of the time.
There is the occasional circumstance when that 3rd sentence is proved false. Like last night.
At 4:48 am, Roger and I were sleeping soundly, like any normal couple, when we were abruptly awakened by a crash, crash, BANG as our ceiling fan fell from our ceiling and onto the floor beside the bed.
I yelled (my husband likes to imitate this: ah, ah, aaahhhhh!) and Roger calmly flipped off the light switch as he said, “It doesn’t do any good to yell about it.”
What would you do if you were awakened from a hard, sound sleep by your ceiling fan crashing unexpectedly onto the floor?? I thought (and still do) that yelling was a perfectly normal reaction. 🙂
I was amazed at how calmly he could react to the situation.
After we assessed that there was no broken glass for little feet to step on, all we could do was laugh. (and I’m still laughing.) Then he said something like, “I should have installed that the right way.”
fortuitous = we just happened to put in our window air conditioner last evening before we went to bed