... in regards to the brown sofa. I fully meant to buy something completely different. I was in fact going to buy a purpleish fake velvet patchwork fainting couch. I looked numerous times. I struggled at the thought of spending large amounts of money. I lusted. I visited the shop multiple times. I eventually, actually spoke to someone who worked there. I said I'd come back next week. Felt ill at the thought of spending large amounts of money
I came back the next week, ish. Loins girded to outlay large sums of money.
Spoke to the same lady and apologised for interrupting her lunch and bathroom break from last time. I said I was ready to buy the Chaise Lounge now. Got distracted by my own story of my father passing away and probate and being able to buy a sofa for the first time in 20 years etc. Caught up in saleslady's own feelings of being moved and slight teary eye-ed-ness and rough voiced move-ed-ness.
Thought it seemed a bit more expensive, but figured I'd missed out on the boxing day sales due to delays at being unable to commit to large outlays of money and speaking to strangers etc.
However, remained troubled, so looked at the receipt when I came home.
Had bought a completely different sofa.
It is an infinitely more sensible sofa.
Even though it is a bit too big for my loungeroom.
The cats like it.
(not sexy dark purple fake velvet though, sigh)
Sigh.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that you have a little money - and sorry about the reason.
I am terribly happy to have the bulk of the buying over with. It was making me feel quite ill. I can spend a lot of money on small things, but balk at spending lots of money on one thing. Dad would probably be shaking his head at me and telling me to stop being stupid. He wouldn't have agreed with either sofa and would have told me to buy one of those reclining chairs with a slot for the remote control.
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