A few days ago I was doing some computer work for one of my regular clients. This client happens to be a furniture store, and let me just interrupt myself and say that working in a furniture store is highly dangerous for me. As I walked in, there sat a leather, mission style recliner. Way cool. It had dark comfy leather and wood trim arms that would look fabulous in the corner where we just took the Christmas tree down. So, I began teasing with the salesman (who I know relatively well) that if he will give it to me for such and such a price, I’ll take it. Of course he laughed at my price and we haggled back and forth for awhile, with him ultimately coming back with a price that was pretty darn good for that chair. I wanted it, but knew two things. One, I really couldn’t make a purchase like that without talking to my husband and two, I had no money. (I think my recent pinochle playing has increased my bidding and bluffing skills). Luckily, the sales guy got tied up with someone else and I slipped out when my work was done. But shortly after I left the furniture store, I met up with my husband and began to sing the praises of this “cool-excellent-priced-we-really-NEED-it” treasure that I had found. He agreed with most of my dissertation with the exception of the “we need it” part. I conceded and though I thought about it for the rest of the day, knew it would be an impulsive (to say the least) purchase.
The next day, as I got ready for work, I really had to have a heart-to-heart with God and apologize for my lack of contentment, desire for material possessions, and obsession with any and all mission style furniture. God and I talked it over and I put the whole thing behind me. At 3:30 that afternoon, I came home from work. The chair was in the living room. My husband had snuck out to the furniture store and bought it that morning. What a guy! He earned some huge brownie points with that one. Along with a Mission style, leather recliner, he bought himself quite a while of doing his most annoying habits without me saying much about it. That would have been a bargain at twice the price.
Now, hang in here with me, because I’m ALMOST coming to the point of this whole post. It has been an incredibly busy day for me and all I have wanted all day long is to plop down in that leather chair and have a few minutes to blog. I’ve tried and tried, but anything and everything keeps getting in the way. The minute I would attempt to sit down, something would need done…NOW. Try as I might, I could not manage to get 5 minutes to sit and write until now (10:30 at night…when I should be in bed). So here I am. Settled back in my comfy new chair…ready to blog…But, gee I can’t think of anything to say, so I think I’ll head to bed.