No matter that I
- couldn't justify it in my budget
- couldn't transport it from the store
- couldn't actually fit it in my little 385 square foot cave.
Sometimes I hate being a practical adult with a modicum of self control.
26 January 2011
Confirmation that I am a young fogey
When I got back home after the holidays, I had a lot of mail waiting for me. Menards was having a big sale. I sat on my floor drooling over . . . the recliners. Yes, rocking recliners in at least one non-hideous color! I wanted one soooooo bad.
No matter that I
Sometimes I hate being a practical adult with a modicum of self control.
No matter that I
Sometimes I hate being a practical adult with a modicum of self control.
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You know, one of these days, you could probably consider a living space that suited your needs better. One that would fit a rocking recliner. Personally, I would desperately love to own a nice couch.
ReplyDeleteOooh, a couch. Some day . . .
ReplyDeleteA living space that suited my needs better appears likely to become affordable in about 10 years, after I've crawled out from under this monster pile of debt. Until then, I shall make do with my cozy cave and my frozen library. Somehow. :)