You've been warned.
Today I made two decisions.
- Sell my treadmill. It was a part of the 2010 Vision Board. But the new house I am buying is literally across the street from the fitness center. Where I pay money to workout on a monthly basis. If I can't get up the motivation to walk 100 feet, I'm not getting on the treadmill anyway. Plus my brother in law may forgive me for moving in the middle of December if I sell the treadmill. Maybe.
- Sell my engagement ring & wedding band.
The first thing I noticed was something sparkly on the dining room floor.
My engagement ring.
Next was the fact that the ring box was now in shreds. All. Over. The. Floor.
After picking up the shreds of the box and taking several deep breaths I started looking.
Did I mention that my rental has awful shag carpet? The kind that makes you wonder how much we will make fun of frieze in 10 years?
Then finally, I spotted my wedding band near the ottoman.
Worrying that your dogs, the only children you will ever have, have digested diamonds on the same day you are worrying about the one you cut loose...too much for one day.