Sunday, November 08, 2009

What was I thinking (and why was I thinking that?)??

Yesterday at the end of yoga a woman in class announced that she was renting out one of the other rooms in the building and had some furniture to give away. So I and several others stopped by to check it out. As with most free furniture, it was not great stuff, but free, so I decided to take the bookshelves.

The problem is I have a tiny Honda Civic and it was pouring rain outside and I am pregnant, so it was an adventure getting the bookshelves crammed into the car and then driving home. Once we got the bookshelves outside they clearly did not fit in the car, and I had no bunjee cords to strap anything down, so after it was all done and the bookshelves were hanging out of the open trunk in the pouring rain I realized the whole thing was a bad idea. But since I needed a lot of help to get into that predicament I felt badly asking everyone to help me back out of it. I wedged them in as tightly as I could and mapped out the least hilly, least bumpy and least busy route home and then crossed my fingers and went for it. The rain of course got heavier and the hills were steeper than I remembered and the whole way home I had myself convinced the Studly Hubby would throw a fit and make me return the shelves when he saw them (we had previously made a pact not to buy any more crappy furniture... but free is ok right?).

On the way home I decided the best way to tackle the problem of the Studly Hubby, if I made it that far, was to just bring the bookshelves inside and wipe them off and pretend like they were always there. So I snuck the car up to the front of the house, got out and cheered quietly that I made it, and then somehow maneuvered the bookshelves out of the car and up to the porch in the pouring rain. I was just about to think I was going to be victorious in my plan when the Studly Hubby flung open the front door in his robe and proclaimed, "WHAT are you DOING?"

So I had to change tactics. "I DON'T KNOW...!" I wailed. "I'm not sure what I was thinking...!!!" He ran and got a pile of towels and put them down so I wouldn't wreck the house as I dragged the bookshelves through the living room and then he actually helped me wipe them down (with many complaints about how grungy and wet they were) and proceeded to ask why I thought it would be a good idea to bring home crappy bookshelves in the pouring down rain with our too-small car. I pleaded ignorant. I think it kind of worked. By the end of the morning I had convinced both of us that if we painted the bookshelves glitter purple with pink hearts on the side they would be really cool and totally worth my effort.

7 comments:

The Mop said...

You were thinking, " I can get a rocking Chair and fill this bookshelf with children's books"

Lizaveta said...

This is hilarious!! And I can totally relate. I think we have a bit of a bargain-gene in us inherited from the grandparents....who can pass up FREE, right?!?!?! ;) But I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself! :)

Kathy said...

Oh Josie, I can so relate! I am glad it all worked out but I want to see pictures after you get it painted glitter purple with pink hearts on the side!

Uncle KT said...

I could imagine the whole thing happening. I'm also glad that you didn't hurt yourself. On the bright side it will either be super cool when you fix it up...or put out again as "free"...so no harm done! (Make sure to get the low VOC paint!!)

uncle bruce said...

Your aunt N says: it's the nesting instinct.

Watch out SH. "I saved you hundreds of dollars today, dear."

Daniel said...

You should have led with the glitter purple/pink heart decorating plan. Clearly, that would have pacified the Studly Hubby. How very DARE he question free furniture? Did you tell him that you're pregnant, NOT bargain hunting-impaired? There's totally a difference.

Fixen Vixen said...

When in doubt, just blame it on the hormones.