I may possibly be crazy. Alright, so I am crazy. On many different levels and in many different ways. But today, we will just discuss one circumstance.
A very wise woman once said that a man doesn't tell you his love, he shows you his love with acts of service. The sleazy and crummy guys are the first to be all talk and no action. While my hubby doesn't always have the right words (but often he does) he has the right actions that show me he loves me.
With both those things said, here's the story of the day.
The reason I am even sharing this story if for a few reasons. A.) To demonstrate how crazy I am. B.) To brag about how awesome my husband is. 3.) To either share the epic shavings or an epic failure thanks to Craigslist.
As many of you know, Ian and I are relocating. Long story short, our current furniture doesn't fit as nicely as I would like it to in our next place. If I took you on a tour of all our belongings, then I could share with you that the majority of our stuff is from CL. I feel that I have demonstrated that enough via blog, so I am amusing you got that.
Anyways, so I was on a mission to find what is called a 'conversation sofa'.
A very wise woman once said that a man doesn't tell you his love, he shows you his love with acts of service. The sleazy and crummy guys are the first to be all talk and no action. While my hubby doesn't always have the right words (but often he does) he has the right actions that show me he loves me.
With both those things said, here's the story of the day.
The reason I am even sharing this story if for a few reasons. A.) To demonstrate how crazy I am. B.) To brag about how awesome my husband is. 3.) To either share the epic shavings or an epic failure thanks to Craigslist.
As many of you know, Ian and I are relocating. Long story short, our current furniture doesn't fit as nicely as I would like it to in our next place. If I took you on a tour of all our belongings, then I could share with you that the majority of our stuff is from CL. I feel that I have demonstrated that enough via blog, so I am amusing you got that.
Anyways, so I was on a mission to find what is called a 'conversation sofa'.
Basically it is a sofa with a little bit of a curve to it. Apparently they are hard to find. NFM had like three. All of which would have required me to sell my first born. And since I like my first born, I decided to search CL. Nothing in the KC area came up that I liked. I needed a specific size and specific style . Beggers can't be choosers, but dang it, CL has never failed me before. So I did a nation wide CL search and something came up in Easter Missouri. Okay...okay, maybe more like Western Illinois. But whose counting. Right price point. Right style. Right size. And....brand new. Wrong location. I ended up convincing the guy to not only sell if to us for less then his asking price, but to meet Ian in Missouri....like...several hours away.
I'm straight up crazy. Who sends their husband across country to pick up a CL sofa? There are so many ways this deal can go bad. I won't know for a few more hours.
Ian could care less about furniture. He would probably be fine with a couple bean bags. But because he loves me he is driving across the country, basically, to buy a sofa. That is something.
I would have brought home 24 lemons. Even 100 lemons. You know what I wish? I wish everyone at that table had their own little private bag of lemons.- The Break Up
That's my guy. The guy that when I ask for 12 lemons, brings me home 100.
So there you have it. Hopefully this turns out okay, if not--I better not ask for lemons ever again.
Besides that. It's Friday. Somehow I got roped into working 6 hours instead of 3. So Haley is at my mom's. I miss her. Tomorrow morning, we are heading down to the lake and I am so so excited, then next week, Ian has a 4 day weekend. Woot woot! Have a fantastic weekend!
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