As many of you know, my last post was about how I know I'm a guy. It was a little stab at myself for recognizing some of the silly things I do. The title comes from the fact that my wife usually responds to such silliness with "You're such a guy!" Well, just the other day it happened again.
I had just walked in from a days work and was ready to head back to my room and change into some comfy clothes. We have a ranch style house and my room is the last on the left at the end of a long hall (not really that long). So, on my way back to the room I began to take off my shirt before I made it to the room. Got back to my room, changed clothes, and headed back to the kitchen for a drink. While in the room, I noticed my wife had done some rearranging. I made a mental note to be sure and say something to her about how I liked it and the room looked nice. As i got to the kitchen to pour my drink my wife came in and said, "what did you think about the room?" "I liked it", I replied. "I was going to tell you I thought it looked nice." Then she said, "I don't know what to do with the dresser?" Here's where I begin to get confused. My wife and I don't have a dresser so naturally, I'm puzzled as to what she's talking about. "What Dresser?" I asked. "The boys dresser", she replied. So, now I'm confused again because the boys dresser is in the play room and has nothing to do with our room. "the boys dresser, what do you mean?" I continued. "The boys dresser at the end of the hall" she said. "What!" I was blown out of the water. I leaned my head around the corner and sure enough, at the end of the hall was the boys dresser. Not only had I walked by it without noticing it...I'd even laid my shirt on the dresser on my way into my room from changing clothes. I couldn't believe I was oblivious to this new placement of furniture. Our house is only 1100 sq. ft. So, when things are moved, it's not hard to notice. However, because I'm a guy, I somehow managed to look right past it...even after using it to distribute my shirt on to ( i know, dirty shirts go in the laundry...that's another post for another day.)
So, I guess the solution to this one is to simply open my eyes and look around every once in a while. HA! It kind of makes me wonder...what has God rearranged in my life that I'm ignoring too? I know one thing, I'll be looking.
