Patience Pays Off

Sometime in November I found the sweetest little blue bed at an antique mall.

It was $36.00. THGGM assured me that with Christmas looming we could not spend $36.00 on something so frivolous.

Yet, the sweet little blue bed remained stuck in my head.

The next time we went there, it was marked down to $29.00. My husband is Dutch. He is also a man. And the bed was blue and would disappear into the landscape where I'd hoped to use it. It would also have involved work for him as he is the painter around here and doesn't want a sweet little blue or white bed to begin with.

So, last Saturday we drove to Holland to shop around a bit and ended up at the same antique mall.

The sweet little blue bed was gone, although the tag tied to a sweet little white bed looked familiar. It was first priced $36.00, then marked down to $29.00, and then to $19.50. But the question was asked, do we NEED a sweet little white bed? No. No we did not (although to be honest, i thought we did).

Yesterday THGGM, who arrived home from work at 2:00 in the afternoon, thought that it would be a good idea to take a drive to Holland, as he had seen something there on Saturday that he decided he needed (what he bought cost .80 cents).

He also mentioned that if I REALLY wanted that bed I could get it.

I REALLY wanted that bed! Of course not just for me, but for the grandkids. I've learned it helps to include them somehow in everything I want. He can deny those children NOTHING. Me? Not such a problem denying me. Which of course isn't all bad as I want two of everything. Sometimes three. One to use, one to share, and one to have on hand just in case the person I'm sharing with doesn't give it back.

When we brought our purchases up to the cashier, he told us that everything from his booth was 40% off. THGGM started liking that sweet little bed a bit.

And today, as I carried it down the hall and into the bedroom, I noticed that underneath the rails was that blue paint I had originally seen on that sweet little blue bed.

Same bed, and THGGM didn't even need to paint it white!

And now the big doll, Sister Elizabeth, has a bed that she fits in and no longer has to sleep with her feet sticking straight up in the air, which you can well imagine was a very unbecoming look for her. She seems much happier now, don't you think?