Many many moons ago I moved into Rick's rental house.
It was so damn cold all the time.
The old windows were drafty and I would bet the insulation was none exsistant.
It was a very old house which didn't help (and haunted)
His bathroom was so "guy" like. He was a stickler about having a clean tub and toilet but trust me that was all he was a stickler about. The floor, the sink, the rug, Oh my!
There was a big blue hairy rug that I know he never washed. It grossed me out.
His shower curtain liner was clear at one time but now filled with soap film.
His shower curtain was fine but ugly.
And he had an old picture on the wall of a woman getting out of a wooden tub of water naked of course.
Now if I'm being honest it was a nice photo and frame. It was an old fashioned photo in sepia and tasteful but....I didn't want to look at this woman on my bathroom wall.
I moved in and thankfully shortly thereafter he went away on a fishing trip weekend.
I got to work immediately.
I removed that gross shower curtain liner and replaced it with a new clean, clear one.
And then I thought - let's get a new shower curtain too. I made sure it was not "girly".
I put that new curtain up and I put down a nice clean matching new rug in front of the sink area. Anything was better than that blue hairy thing he called a rug.
I threw the old one in the wash in case he wanted it. I was hoping that it would fall to pieces in the wash so I could just throw it out. I suspected it had never been in the wash before.
I would have just thrown it out but I thought I couldn't take over his place that much at once.
I had to slowly make it "our" place.
I painted the dirty white walls with a new color and put up some clean towels.
It smelled good for the first time since I moved in. I was thrilled.
When he came home that Sunday night he walked into the bathroom to pee and he shouted, "Hey it looks like a girl lives here." "She does!" I yelled back.
He understood the picture being gone he said but what was wrong with the shower curtain he wanted to know. Oh please! So I explained the obvious and as I rattled off the issues it was like a light bulb when off as he realized it all and he really laughed.
A week later he came out of the bathroom and said, "you know it even smells good in there now, how did you do that?" "Ah, clean!" Silly man.
The water tank in that old home must have been the size of a pea because 2 people couldn't take a quick hot shower in the same hour. Getting ready for work was impossible if I didn't get there first. So out of necessity we began to shower together.
Now stop it.....it was not like that. (on work days anyway)
It was just necessary so we both got hot water. It had to be quick short shower because we would run out of water so damn quickly.
Rick would jump out of the shower first to dry off and I would stay behind the curtain to stay warm and dry off in there.
One day as I stayed behind I let out a small eek and he immediately put my towel over the heat vent and handed it to me all warm.
Wow. My first thought was, "is that all I need to do?" No words?
That began my spoiling. That little thing became a ritual without me ever asking.
I'm fortunate that he does these kinds of thoughtful things all the time.
The other night sitting on the sofa watching a movie he got up to get himself some more of a treat he was eating.
When he got up I held up my almost empty glass of wine and said nothing at all.
He immediately filled it.
I realized I am a big ole spoiled brat and I like it!