but really now, it would have cost me a months worth of tuition payments and sorry, but that ain't gonna fly.
so let me tell you why this pretty little thing is now sitting on MY counter top and my children are still being educated.
last week, i went out to help my brother with a house he was selling. was standing there chatting it up with the homeowner when i spotted, out of the corner of my eye, MY COVETED ESPRESSO MACHINE!! of course, i HAD to tell him how wonderful it looked and he, in turn told me how much HE loved it.
oooohhhhhh. it must be so nice to be him.
and then......drum roll....he says, "hey, i could get you one for really cheap. new in the box. i buy them as overstocks and would be happy to hook you up with one".
HELLO.
did he just say what i THINK he did????
did he just offer to make my dreams come true?? (ok, so that's a little dramatic but please, for the sake of the story, work with me.)
in my mind i'm thinking, 'duh, you really should talk with the hub before buying an espresso machine since we already have a perfectly good working one on our counter top.'
but shockingly, i made an executive decision and bought it.
right then and there for fear that the homeowner would take back his offer.
after i left i made 'the call'.....
ME: "hey babe. have i told you today how much i love you? have i mentioned what a FABULOUS husband you are? i am so honored to be married to you and lucky for you, you are married to SUCH a wonderfully thrifty wife!"
HUB: "spill it trac, what did you buy?"
ME: "what really matters is how happy i am right now....shouldn't that be the important thing??? and really, how happy you are going to be tomorrow morning when you make your espresso."
HUB: "whatever. WHAT DID YOU BUY???"
ME: "before i tell you, know that i just saved you about $500.00 bucks!!"
knowing that i could no longer hide the fact that i was busting with excitement (and fear), i told him.
and you know what he said, "that's awesome!! good job, honey!"
aaahhhh, this is a good man.
so, i have a happy hub, i can stop coveting, my espresso tastes better (subconsciously perhaps?) and boy-oh-boy does it ever look pretty on my counter top??
see, it pays to be dutch.