I had to take our computer to Best Buy today to have the power source replaced after a power outage last Friday night…wait, let me back up…I didn’t mention that I went to Best Buy by myself because all three of my children were at Spring Break gymnastics camp! Can I get an Amen?!? Glory, Hallelujah, pass the beer nuts.
So I went to Best Buy – by myself – to have our computer repaired. We love Best Buy. They are so helpful and friendly and by golly, they call themselves “The Geek Squad.” How can you not love that?
After having a lovely conversation with one of the Geeks about surge protectors vs. battery backup units (hint: get the battery backup) and his days in the Navy in Guam and how my dad lived there as a child, I decided to browse around the store while my computer was being restored to its former glory.
This is what I found:
Oh, the adjustable shelving. Oh, the LED lighting. Oh, the door compartments that hold 4 gallons of milk.
Oh, the beauty of 28.5 cubic feet!
I don’t think I’ve mentioned much about our house-building process here on the Chronicles. We’ve owned land for about 2 years, and we’re in the process of convincing the city council that developing this land would be a very good thing. It’s a slow process. We’ve finalized our floor plan with the architect, we’ve signed a contract with a builder, we’ve waited patiently while the path takes new turns on a weekly basis. We had originally hoped to move into our new house this summer – now we’re hoping to break ground by this summer.
But that’s another story.
Let’s talk about this gorgeous refrigerator.
Seriously, y’all. I’m drooling. I’m hoping our builder’s appliance allowance will make room for this fine lady. If not, I will gladly give up light fixtures or that extra shower head or one of my children.
OK, not the children. Totally kidding. Sort of.
Sometimes I am content. Sometimes I am perfectly happy with all that I have. Sometimes I could not wish for an iota more than I already have.
And sometimes I am a spoiled princess who will throw herself down on the floor and kick and scream if I cannot have the refrigerator of my choosing.
This would be one of those times.