When something just doesn’t measure up!

There are times in life when you believe without a doubt that you are absolutely right!

Yesterday, while enjoying an afternoon of silliness and laughter with my family and attempting to finish writing a long Thanksgiving blog post, I was talking with my husband about his brother’s new home that we had visited the night before, and which we were still in awe about. Now don’t ask me how we got on the topic of how high their ceilings were because I can’t even remember now.

You see, my husband is a very proud sheet metal worker by trade. When measuring either duct work, ceilings, spaces, all kinds of projects – you name it – he always does it with incredible precision and accuracy. He takes great pride in the quality of the work that he does. There’s rarely anything that is off measurement or crooked at home. If I want something straight all I have to do is ask Mr. Measurement and he’s there in a jiffy to make sure the job gets done accurately.

For the fun of it, as we talked about the ceilings, I told him: “I’d say that their ceilings are 9′ to 10′ high. I know that without a doubt.” To which Mr. Measurement replied, laughing: “And what will you do if you are wrong?” I risked: “I’ll do the dishes for the next month.” Typically, dinner dishes are his chore. He tells me with a very hearty laugh and with complete certainty: “The bet is on! And get ready to do the dishes for a whole month because I’m winning this one!” His estimate of their ceiling height was 8′. He said, “Anything less than 9′ and you lose.” Fair enough, I thought, because I felt that I was right. But he sure felt confident too.

The bet was on and we each took great pleasure in knowing we were correct in our own mind. He dialed his brother’s house joyfully, knowing that he had won. I told him to take a seat. He’d want to be sitting down for this one because he was probably going to lose his bet. I was laughing as much as he was. He didn’t want to sit down he told me because a really good laugh would sound better if he was standing up tall. Oh yes, and Mr. Measurement knows how to laugh… he can be heard from a distance when he does. The stares he gets only encourage him more! So yesterday he was having a lot of fun and getting good chuckles from seeing me lose and seeing himself having all this free time in the evenings now that he wouldn’t have to wash the dishes.

Our sister-in-law came to the phone. She didn’t know the height of their ceiling, she told him. While he waited silently on the phone, she went and grabbed a tape to measure the height of their ceiling. He remained there, perched against the wall with a big smile on his face waiting to win his bet. I offered for him to come and sit down again in case he’d lose his bet, after all I didn’t want him to hurt himself when he would fall after finding out he’d lost. He just laughed.

He had so much confidence. He looked like someone who was already a winner! In the back of my mind I thought for a split second, What if he’s right?? There’s always a slim chance that he might be right. Oh well, it’s only one extra time a day that I’d have to do dishes, not really the end of the world, I thought. But he would probably tease me about for a while if he did happen to win the bet. It would be much more fun for me if I could be the winner.

While he waited, we talked about this bet. I knew that if I lost I’d be washing all the day’s dishes. I had not thought about ‘what if he lost his bet’? I just figured he’d do the dinner dishes, without thinking… then my daughter reminded me that this is chore already so what would the big deal be there, if he lost? Wait a minute – light bulb moment (the dimmer was on low for a few minutes I think)! A huge smile appeared on my face. His new daily chore for the next month would be to do all 3 meals worth of dishes. Now we were talking! Why had I not thought about that first?

I watched his facial expressions as he listened to our sister-in-law who had come back to the phone to tell him what height the measuring tape was showing…

… and 9.5 feet was the final answer!

Unbelievable. What were the chances that Mrs. Me who is married to Mr. Measurement himself, would be right! I guess being married to this amazing guy (yes he truly is amazing) for 27 years, I must have paid attention to a thing or two. I impressed myself and probably shocked him with my accurate measurement.

As he hung up the phone, there was a bit of cheering, hand clapping and laughing happening at my end. And for him as the reality of what he had gotten himself into became clearer to him… he eventually sat down. The laughter from him wasn’t as loud as I had expected it might be if he’d won!

Now that I’ve had time to allow the meaning of this winning to really sink in… I can already see my nails growing longer and becoming stronger this next month, not to mention the skin on my hands becoming softer.

I truly am a blessed woman in so many ways… happily married to a guy who does all of my dishes for the next month… a guy who’s not a sore loser… who measures just about everything accurately (except this one time)… and I give so much thanks to him for being in my life… and wherever he goes there’s always laughter that can be heard!

Thank you for being such a good sport about this bet!!

Love you forever!!
Suzanne xo

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  1. Oh, my goodness! This was hilarious. I had a good laugh myself. If Gary does all the dishes for a month, he’s my hero, too! Lucky lady!
    Gabriella recently posted..Wipe The Slate CleanMy Profile

  2. Fun story! You go girl! Enjoy that time:)
    Michele Bergh recently posted..4 Steps to a Prosperity MindsetMy Profile

    • Thanks Michele. It was wonderful this evening to do my thing while he did half an hour of dishes. He’s lucky there’s also a dishwasher for some of the smaller stuff. πŸ™‚

  3. Oh my gosh! My hubby is exactly the same! I love it when I’m right on things. Good for you. You deserve to go get your nails done too!
    Sue recently posted..BlissfulnessMy Profile

    • Sue, we rarely ever bet or do this type of thing. So it made it even funnier for us. Both of us so sure we were right. Well one of us was. I was still laughing today… and so was he! Happy to hear that you have fun too with this kind of thing with your husband. πŸ™‚

  4. Great story, Suzanne. I just got a dishwasher so I am feeling a similar excitement at ridding myself of that unwanted chore! Congratulations!
    Amy Putkonen recently posted..Your Job as a Human BeingMy Profile

    • Yeah for the dishwasher Amy. Enjoy every bit of it. We have one too, but there always seems to be enough dishes that still need to be washed by hand. It’s a very handy appliance to have. Just like a husband who willingly takes his bet seriously and does what he’s supposed to for the next month. πŸ™‚

  5. Great fun story! If I were you I’d be thinking of another bet I could win to be getting ready when this one runs out!
    Teresa Cash recently posted..I wonder why she started to cry?My Profile

    • You’re ahead of me Teresa. I never thought of contemplating what I’d like to bet on next with him. Great idea! Maybe I could aim for no more dishes for me until 2013 maybe. πŸ™‚

  6. Great story Suzanne! I love the joy you both have in playful betting. What a great guy you have. Enjoy the month of softer hands and beautiful nails. Thanks for sharing!
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  7. Too funny, Suzanne. You just gotta LOVE a good bet with your husband. And, there is NOTHING better than winning. My husband only bets on sure things and it sounds like your husband is like that, too. It’s wonderful to see that he accepted his loss and follows through with his consequence. :-))) Love it.

  8. Suzanne, I’m smiling at the joy in your household! Do you have liquid dishwashing detergent called Joy in Canada? May be a worthy investment . . .
    Janet recently posted..Non-Fattening – Spiritual CookiesMy Profile

    • Janet, you made my day. We used to have Joy dish detergent here in Canada, I honestly don’t know if it still exists. But what a fun idea I could have added to the bet. I use only natural dish detergent. That is too funny, even my husband laughed when I told him. πŸ™‚

  9. You’re lucky! Mine would have figured out a way to welch on the bet! Hahahaha! I know what you mean though about betting when you think you’re right, then being afraid you’re wrong! I laughed my way through your post. Thanks for sharing!

    • I know that I’m lucky Janet. I asked him last night if he was minding the bet, he said no that it wasn’t so bad. I asked if he thought he would want to go beyond the month… one never knows so I thought why not ask. NO was his answer! I’m glad you enjoyed a good laugh reading it.

  10. So Mr. Measurement was wrong? Hmmmnm. Go get a manicure and enjoy admiring your nails for the next month πŸ™‚

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