this box is perfect...almost. my husband always hates when i say something we're working on together is perfect. he knows that really means we'll be changing it a few more times. so i try to avoid using that word around him whenever possible...it makes him nervous.
he never objects to me buying "the stuff", he just thinks i should buy it closer to home. he doesn't seem to understand that you can't just stroll into the local walmart and find "the stuff". you have to snatch it up whenever and wherever you can find it...even if that means you have to haul it, ship it, drag it. what he really objects to is when he has to go pick up "the stuff". we made a deal about that last summer...it didn't last long. oh, and this really torques him, when i can't even remember where it was at and i tell him it's somewhere over between this county road and that county road.
he doesn't join me on my treasure hunts very often, but when he does, his typical remark is "just exactly what are you looking for"? geez, he should know better than to ask me that by now. my reply never changes..."i don't know, but i'll know it when i see it".
just look at all the space i still have left in this box. i have 5 more just like it. so let's see, that's 6 x at least $30...hmmm...yep...it's worth it. i love "the stuff".
instructions to me on "the stuff"
Matthew 6:21..."for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also"
it really is...just stuff...got it