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All the retail shops are open on New Year’s Day, you know. I guess I didn’t quite realize that, until now.
You see, I’m not really much of a “day after” shopping gal. Although, I’ve gotta say that Carrie and I hit pay dirt on the 28th. Walmart had Christmas boxed sets of crystal hurricane-style candle holders for cheap—$2.50 each. They had exactly 30, the precise number we needed for centerpieces at her wedding reception. We cleaned them out, baby! Then, two days later, they marked the Christmas clearance stuff down again, by another 50%.
Darned if we didn’t hightail it in there and get a $75.00 refund! Oh, so gratifying. And cheap. Gratifyingly cheap.
But that was then. Today, I honestly didn’t even know if Starbucks would be open. Which would be a tragedy, since we received quite a number of gift cards to said establishment, gift cards designed—we are certain—to lure us back into daily imbibement. So far, by the way, they’re having their way with us. But I digress.
We did coffee and then Doug said he had a list of things he needed at Walmart. I said, “Well, I know we could use eggs and milk. Let’s pop in and check it out…”
Now, those words frighten men. Men don’t check out stores, at least not the men I know. Especially if they’ve just checked out the same store yesterday. Besides, Doug knows that I am DEDICATED to the proposition that not only SHOULD we be out of debt, but we WILL be out of debt, provided I apply the same discipline to not spending money as he applies to earning it. Therefore, my husband considers it his DUTY BEFORE GOD to help me live out my commitment by pulling me back from the edge—no matter how close, no matter how often.
He’s good like that.
Nothing, however, prepared me for what happened in the furnace filter department, the first stop on our shopping jaunt, where we put a year’s supply of that oft-forgotten home-maintenance item into our cart.
“What else is on your list?” I asked. I hoped for a brief but fruitful fling through housewares, crafts, groceries, car parts, home decor, electronics, DVDs, and maybe even—if he was feeling lucky—lingerie, with the man of my shopping dreams by my side.
He crammed his hand into his pants pocket and rooted around for awhile. Finally, his face registered success and he pulled out a comprehensive list of all his earthly needs. You know that saying, “Objects in mirror are larger than they appear”? Forget about it! This image of Doug’s fallible list is EXACTLY the size it appeared in real life.
A smidge more paper, and he’d have had room to add “nightie” to his list. Ah, well. Times are tough everywhere.
Sorry for the late response, but I a happy Spring to you as well. It is time to act on home
home decorPosted by home decor on 10/27/09 at 11:11 PM
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