um, what was our goal again?

Last night, I was just starting to drift off to sleep after writing in my journal and finishing a bowl of perfectly cinnamony fried ice cream, when Scotland came into the bedroom toting the laptop beneath his arm.

My eyes were closed when he sat on the bed next to me, and he started to explain the benefits of replacing our windows for energy efficiency. I was only half way listening, and then he mentioned something about doors. I sleepily mentioned that I wanted to remove the front storm door.

"What do you want to replace it with?" He questioned.

"Nothing" I replied, my eyes still closed.

Then he proceeded to tell me all of the ways that storm doors can help with energy efficiency with a wooden door. Apparently, if you have a metal door, the effects of a storm door are minimal because the steel doors are efficient enough without them.

"Ok" I sleepily replied, "Then I want a new front door so I can paint it and not have a storm door."

Amused, he asked me what color I would paint it.

"Mmmmm, a deliciously plum purple, dark and rich. The trim would have to be white with two brushed silver lantern style lights on either side of it, and a big silver knocker at eye level with a shiny mail slot too... That would be perfect...." I purred to him with my head on the pillow and eyes still closed.

"But that would defeat our goal!" He exclaimed with frustration...

"Um, what was our goal again?" I asked innocently.

"Energy efficiency!" He proclaimed.

Huh. That's not my goal. My goal is to have a cute house... a stylish and fashionable house with a plum front door....

Then he asked me where he was going to live when I painted the front door plum.

With the cats, in the garage.

And then I went back to sleep.