SOLD

  • by Trish Berg
  • November 9, 2011
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Struggling with loads of laundry, clutter in the kitchen and chaos in your life? Stress can easily steal our joy. Trish Berg reminds us to simplify the small stuff and find Joy in the Journey. Well, last week I did something I probably should not have done. Something I have never done before. It made my heart race at an unheard of speed, created a lump in my throat, and pumped a rush of adrenaline in my veins that made me light headed. I went to a furniture auction…alone….and came home with a couch and a loveseat. My first fear was that my husband, Mike, might make me sleep in the barn when he found out I bought two pieces of furniture, and spent more than what we had saved for the new furniture. The first mistake I made was going to the auction alone. Clearly I needed someone there to slap my hand down when I over-bid on something. Or at least someone to bounce ideas off of or ask for a second opinion. What went wrong? Well I fell in love with a leather couch. You should never fall in love with a couch because it will never love you back. At least the price won’t, especially at an auction. I found that out pretty quickly. There I was, all alone, standing in a crowd of bidders, raising my number anxiously to bid on “my” couch as the lump in my throat got bigger and the knot in my stomach made me weak in the knees. It was sort of fun at first, but then the bidding got to my maximum level, and I stopped. I felt good about that. I had self-control. I stopped. The bidding continued to go up in fifty dollar increments and went up two-hundred more dollars. That’s when it appeared that it was about to end. And that’s when I thought “It’s only two-hundred dollars, bid…bid…bid…!!!” So I did. I raised my number and the auctioneer caught my eye and suddenly my bid was placed. Then no one else bid, and I heard the hammer slam down as he said “SOLD to 733!” Yep, I bought a couch. And that’s when I thought “It’s two-hundred dollars over your maximum, what were you thinking!” The adrenaline rushed through my veins, as I headed to take a closer look at my new, leather best friend. I figure I might as well get to know my couch as I may have to sleep on it for the next ten years if my sweet hubby was not happy with my purchase. I would like to say that I stopped there, paid my couch bill, and headed for home. But alas, I caught the auction bug, and went on to buy a beautiful fabric love seat that coordinates with my new leather couch. Overall, I got a decent deal on the couch, and a great deal on the loveseat. And I only spent 30% more than we were going to spend. I thought auctions were supposed to save me money. I went home to face the music. And with my exciting news, Mike showed me kindness, love and understanding. I guess you know you married the right guy when you make a mistake like that and he smiles, hugs you and says, “That’s fine, Honey,” and then loves you anyway. Guess on my marriage, I am sure glad he said “SOLD!” nearly twenty years ago. No returns, refunds or exchanges.


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