Saturday, July 26, 2008

Good Response

About 40 minutes ago I destroyed our kitchen/dining room table.

Unintentionally, I did something stupid, which resulted in the top of the table being broken in two.

I’m all alone right now, as Matt took the kids downtown while I tend to some “chores”.

After the initial shock of what I did, the few moments of regret, and the even fewer moments of beating myself up for my moment of idiocy, I realized that this would mean we’d have to buy a new table.

Great. Not. I can think of other ways I’d rather use our money.

I texted Matt: “I just severely broke the dining room table beyond repair.”

His response: “It’s about time!”

Well, that sure put things in perspective. We purchased this table brand new---17 years ago.

New perspective: “Wow! How grateful I am that our table lasted 17 years!”

Thanks, honey.

Okay, back to my chores.

4 comments:

bernsber said...

You should have done it last week when we were there. That would have been fun! :D

ajgannon said...

I picture you in a baggy Karate uniform, complete with a strip of black cloth tied across your forehead. You stand in total focus as you stare menacingly at the solid oak dining table. Your power is unleashed with a courageous yell, "Eeeeeyyyyyaaah!!!" as you swing your arm down from above. The side of your hand hits the top of the table like a hatchet, instantly breaking it in two.

Bridgett said...

Oh how I wish it were that cool of a story. :)

Matt said...

I'm just glad I wasn't the one who broke it....i tend to be the Designated Klutz around the home.
Nice piece, B!