Every time I promise myself that I will blog regularly — once a day, 5 days a week! — I seem to manage to pull it off for two or three weeks and then… fail. Go AWOL. MIA. Drop off the face of the earth.
This is a true, heartfelt apology. I don’t mean to let my readers down. I know you keep coming back, hoping for something new. I hope you don’t end up too disappointed. I trust you acknowledge that I sometimes get busy — after all, I work full-time, spend some evenings with members of our church community, and need enough down time to keep a person going.
In all likelihood, the person that I’ve most disappointed with my lack of photos and writing is, well… me. In the end, there is no one else for whom I write this blog.
Does anyone else find it harder to blog when you’re waking up before the sun and chasing daylight home at night?
It didn’t help that I spent Tuesday evening miserable, fighting an increasing sickness. The Husband picked me up from work that day. I was feeling twinges, but nothing major, so when he suggested heading to Home Outfitters to finally spend the last of our gift cards from our wedding, I gladly agreed. I was fine while we walked through the store, but as soon as decision making time came, I couldn’t handle it. We made some snap decisions, changed our mind on one snap decision when the rug we wanted to buy came down off the rack discoloured — we didn’t want to take the chance that it was just dust — and spent 15 minutes making another snap decision.
If you know the Husband and I, you’ll know we don’t do snap decisions. We mull. We contemplate. We weigh all the options. We are active decision makers. But Tuesday night, I was not up to it. While the Husband mulled, contemplated, and weighed all the options, I leaned against a display and waited for it to be over. I think it was the quickest decision he’s ever made.
We dropped $150 in gift cards and more than half of it was a snap decision. But you know what? When in a pinch, we’re not so bad at those snap decisions! By the time I could coherently judge our decision — Wednesday evening — I was still content with our choice.
What do you think?
The box came with service for 6 with a few add-ons like these salt and pepper shakers, a serving bowl, and a serving platter. (Oh. And napkin rings, which never came out of their little box. I’ve tucked them away in a high cupboard. When am I ever going to use napkin rings?) We would have liked 8, though I’m not sure when we’re likely to need to many all at once. We’re holding on to our old, mismatched student dishes, just in case. The brilliant thing about white dishes is that they’ll match with dishes of nearly every other colour.
They’re wonderful. Though, when I think about it, I am slightly disappointed that rug didn’t work out…