You know something is happening ....

but not exactly sure what, when your husband says to you before hanging the phone, "I love you, can't wait to paint."

I stared at my celly for a second and wondered - what happened to, "I love you, can't wait to see you ... I love you, can't wait to hang out, I love you, can't wait to make out!"

You can't wait to paint?! Oh boy, what have we become? Seriously, if he wants to order take out from a great restaurant and watch black and white movies in bed on our 46 inch on a Saturday night, I am going to scream.

(If you watched SATC 2, you will understand the above reference, hehe)

Oh well. I am going to have a great weekend painting. Hope you lovelies have a great weekend too! :)

Edited to add:

So after I finshed writing this post I left my desk & went downstairs for a bathroom break. I noticed the scent of paint and I actually freaking smiled and said to myself, mmmm, fresh paint. Oh nooooo! The "something happening" is not just affecting my husband but me as well!

I am so serious. This really happened. This is not something I want to brag about. I am disappointed in myself.