You're Never Finished Until You Quit Admiring It

·       I was organizing my paintings the other day. I came across this darling face I painted for a book I illustrated for a friend. I had a hard time figuring out how I wanted the girl in the book to look, but I finally created this cute face and fell in love with her! Is it okay to fall in love with your own creation? I did! My husband is a good fix-it man. He fixes things until I don’t want it fixed again! We’re still using a toaster we got for a wedding gift because he’s been so good at fixing it. I told him I wanted a toaster wide enough to toast a bagel. He fixed the toaster so good last time (ten years ago) that I don’t think it will ever break. He believes in a penny saved is a penny earned, so why get rid of something that still works? I want a bagel toaster! But of course I could get one, so I must not want it bad enough -  but don’t tell him that!! Anyways, what I was leading up to is that when my husband fixes something or builds something he will go back and back to look at his good work. I smile about that. Today he drilled a hole in a cupboard so he could move our Bose Sound Touch to a more convenient spot in the house. He’s passed by it often today, pausing long enough to take a good look. Last week he installed a new facet in our main bathroom. A few months ago he installed a soft close toilet seat and thinks it’s one of the best inventions of the 21^st century! And a few years ago he built us a sun-room. The list could go on and on. The point is, each time he builds or fixes something, he looks and stares at it, not just for a few minutes, but for days. As he keeps returning to where he moved our speaker (above where I’m typing this) I told him that I’m no different. Each new painting becomes my favorite (not always, but often). Some get placed in my kitchen where I can look at it until a new one takes its place. Right now a snowman’s face has the coveted spot. Last year an Ostrich painting sat in the same spot. Before that, it was this girl’s face…. Hummmm…. Is this human nature or just something silly my husband and I do??