don’t look back, don’t look away
There was a certain vigor to my getting ready routine this morning due to our new furniture. It’s amazing how nice it is to reach into a drawer and pull out a pair of socks. You see for the last 10 months or more, we’d been keeping our assortment of vestments in these giant plastic tupperware tubs. ‘Twas not the most efficient remedy but they were intended as temporary solutions back when they were introduced.
1 day ago: the giant tupperware tubs go back to live in the garage and fulfill their use as storage ONLY.
2 days ago: Wade and Xtina return to the store only to find better options. They buy them and put them in the car to bring them home.
10 days ago: the WeXachos spend an afternoon visiting every antique store within 20 miles of their house. They find some contenders!
20 days ago: Wade and Xtina come up with a plan.
1 month ago: on the same day Wade and Xtina come to the conclusion that they must do something about the lack of clothes storage for the adults in the house.
5 months to 1 month ago: the adults keeps their clothes in large tubs that get disorganised 12 seconds after they are organised. Wade gives up and just wears whatever clothes are on top. Xtina struggles along until she is only wearing clothes that have been hanging in her closet. It totally sucks.
9 months - 4 months ago: the furniture is on back-order. (Long wait.) It’s in transit. Oops, it’s been damaged & they have to reorder. It’s on back-order. (Long wait.) It’s in transit. They deliver. The two dressers are two different colors. “I ordered blond. I want blond.” “Will you take chocolate? We’ll give you the sale price.” “No.” They reorder. Oops, it’s on back-order. (Long wait.) It’s in transit. They deliver. The dressers look nice up top, but where the case is attached to the base it looks like a manatee put them together. Do they have any more anywhere in the continental US? No, they do not. We give up and cancel the order. They give us a gift certificate & Wade forbids Xtina from ever purchasing from them again.
10 months ago: Xtina finds a couple of dressers that will work. She visits them in store where they have them in the finish she doesn’t want. They are fine. She goes home to order them on the internet. They are on back-order.
10 months and two weeks ago: we reconfigure the arrangement of the house and deploy a chest of drawers formerly shared by Wade and Xtina to be the home of all the wee one’s various clothing. In the hours before she was born we wash, fold, and organise a deluge of teeny body suites, pants, sleepers, sweaters, hat, socks, &c. The adults have no furniture storage, so they put their clothes into large tubs and stash them in the closet. The wee one is born.
13 months: the adults go shopping again. They visit several stores that have likely contenders in a decent price range, but everywhere they go they are told that since the furniture comes from ‘overseas’ there is a 12-16 week wait for the furniture they like. The baby is due in a month. “We can’t wait that long.” The universe laughs.
15 months ago: Xtina begins to frantically search online for the furniture. She identifies a pair of chests of drawers that will work in the small room the adults call home. She does not place an order.
49 months - 15 months ago: the adults continue shopping for furniture, sharing one Malm chest between them in the meantime. Everything they like costs in excess of $1500 each. We need two. Surely something can be found that costs in that range for both, right? No.
49 months and two weeks ago: the kidlet arrives and boy are the adults happy that they bit the bullet cos keeping things in order saves minds.
49 months and three weeks ago: in a last ditch effort, the adults visit Junkea and purchase a set of Malm dressers ‘for now’. They reconfigure the bedroom and amazingly the new dressers work out well.
56 months ago: the adults, due to the imminent arrival of the kidlet, undertake operation ‘rearrange the bedroom’, which culminates in the decision that the large chest of drawers that they have been sharing will no longer work. Thus they shop and shop and shop trying to find the most appropriate furniture for their diminutive house. After visiting every furniture store within a 30-mile distance, they determine that your average joe-blow furniture is built along a limited standard i.e. if you don’t like dressers that are wider than 29 inches you can go f8ck yourself. They weep.