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At this point, I believe I have seen just about every possible item in the bed of my truck. Since being a "truck driver" i have hauled more things in the bed of my truck than I had ever wished for. However, the flip side of that is I never have to worry about what I buy not fitting in my vehicle. It's only when I buy multiple big items when that becomes an issue. Which sadly I have encountered...
These are our doors that are to be used as windows.
This past weekend the Mr. and I went to Dallas to do a little furniture/fabric/accessories/lighting/everything shopping.
(Photo Credits: Compliments of Russell)
Trips to Dallas never cease to amaze me because you always find something there you don't need nor did you intend on buying. I will say this trip did take me by surprise. I never in a MILLION years thought we'd come home with this! It's a chiminea on steroids. Very cool it is indeed, however going back to my TV comment "who needs something this big?" Really? This thing is big enough to keep a forest warm more than a porch. The funny part of the story is after we purchased this 'thing' Russell and I looked at each other and were like "what just happened"? Both of us thought it was the other person who wanted it. So does that mean we both wanted it, or neither of us wanted it?? Who knows. But neither of us are taking the credit/blame of picking it out. Sad but true.
Lately I've had this negative attitude towards our imaginary house. Maybe my sour attitude is because all these things we've been buying are still boxed up? Maybe it's because we have bought so much junk for a house we STILL do not have. Or even maybe, just MAYBE it's because I am having to compromise my taste with the Mr.?? Whatever it is, I just want to see my house already, lay in my bath tub, put dishes in the dishwasher, walk to MY laundry room, and have a wall that separates me from the hubby and dog (is it sad that I categorize them together??)
Either way, I will be having a glass of champagne while soaking in a 4 hour long bubble bath along with a hired butler names Jose who will be serving me hors d'oeuvres. I deserve it.