Today I am being entrusted with the purchase of linen for Little Miss’ new bed. It is the butterfly bed that was mentioned a few posts ago (the one with ‘lots and lots of butterflies’).
This is not going to end well, I can sense it. If I was just buying it for Little Miss I could probably cope - something in lilac, purple or pink with lots of fairies or butterflies or flowers or something on it. Maybe something with Hi-5, or the Wiggles or Bananas in Pajamas on it. I would of course have to resist my own urge to get something with Dinosaurs or the Simpsons on it. As Wife would happily point out that would more be for me than for our toddler, and that is apparently a ‘bad daddy’ behaviour.
But I am all too aware of the fact that if I am buying linen for Little Miss then the other half of my target audience is of course Wife, and she is far more difficult to please. Rather than just being vaguely the right colour and having the right pictures on them, now have to all match as well. The colour schemes will have to complement each other, so they have to not only be roughly the same colour, but will have to be the same shade as well. This is where it will all come apart.
I am a bloke and all that entails. I like sports, don’t like talking about emotions, prefer bbq to sushi, and only use the phone for functional purposes. I do not understand colours, let alone shades, so I can just sense that I will get this very wrong. Maybe if I just stick to primary colors all will be good with the world.
I hope I have the intestinal fortitude required to get through this battle and buy the right gear. Then I hope I have the strength to go home and put together the butterfly bed for Little Miss to sleep in tonight.
Last minute update: Wife called me and informed me she would meet me at the shopping centre after all, apparently she too had second thoughts about my abilities to perform such a difficult task without proper adult supervision.
Your wife, she sounds like a smart woman and she knows you well.