Oops I did it again, no, I’m not referring to Britney Spears, I’m referring to my impulsivity (is that a word?) For about a month back in November I joined the e-bay frenzy. We were moving, to a rental, we’ve never had to rent. My pride got the better of me and I was thinking that if I had to rent, I would do it in style. I ended up playing e-bay for furniture. On the positive side, I purchased four kitchen chairs for $100 and free shipping. I should have stopped there! I should have counted my blessings, we really did need kitchen chairs we only had two and we’re a family of five. But perusing will get you everywhere and I began my search for other AMAZING deals.
I saw this armoire that looked gorgeous, the bid was starting at .99 cents. I thought I hit the jackpot! Maybe no one else would bid and I would get an armour for $20. Then the madness began, as I eagerly checked my e-mail everyday to see if I had won people kept out bidding me. It mad me so angry! How dare they! This was my piece of furniture and no one was going to out bid me! I would WIN! Well, as you can imagine the bidding was raised fairly high, but in the end I “won” for a mere $100. I didn’t realize that shipping costs were triple that. ARGH!
But it didn’t ship, and didn’t ship, and didn’t ship for 5 months. Maybe I was off the hook? I e-mailed and asked could I cancel it, to no avail. Once you win on e-bay if you don’t want your name slandered you must pay up and follow through.
The beastly thing came today. It smells like a nursing home, and is chipped and scratched. It’s awful. I don’t know what I ever saw in it! I’m so embarrassed for my hubby to arrive home and see it sitting in my living room, to big to fit into any of the corners I had planned for it.
I have been humbled. I am blushing in my humiliation. My house is now infected by the smell of it, and it is blocking 40% of the light in my living room. It blocks almost a whole window.
What do you do with an ugly armoire, what do you do with a smelly armoire, what do you do with a cheap looking, although relatively expensive armoire before the hubby comes home and gives you the look?
To add to the insult to my injuries…my hubby is an amazing carpenter, you can check out his gallery of work at scandw.com, and he just made me a beautiful cabinet…the first cabinet he’s ever made for after seven years of marriage. Why couldn’t I wait a little longer for a custom built job? That’s what you all are thinking! This has put a damper on my spirits which were already as grey and dreary as the weather outside on this Seattle day.
Never again e-bay! You’ll never get the better of this girl!
Did I mention how utterly bored I am? Well, I’m also bored, bored. bored. bored.
Good Enough
