Sunday, October 05, 2008
Show and Tell of the "when will he move it" variety
Remember this post? Where I stupidly told Rich he could go buy a 50 inch flat screen TV if he could get the store to match an ad that Sears had priced incorrectly? Yup, that one. The one we are still paying off? Cause I'm such an awesome wife?
Anyway...it's a nice TV. Great picture blah blah blah. There is only one problem. Well, actually two.
One - Rich likes to watch it now, instead of going in to his man cave in the basement and watching the 50 incher down there. So now I have to put up with all his manly TV watching habits. Way too much togetherness if you ask me.
But, the more annoying problem is, as you can see in the picture above, the old TV is STILL sitting in our family room. It's a heavy sucker, and the two of us really can't move it ourselves if it has to be lifted very high. Cause frankly I'm a girl, and he's a bit of a wimp. Strong in intelligence! and humour! Not so strong in muscles. (Sorry sweetie.)
Rich wants to put it up in our bedroom. He says he measured and it will fit into the cabinet we have up there. I'd measure myself except that all three of my tape measures seem to have disappeared thanks to Noah's new obsession with measuring things. Guess I could go buy another one, but it's much more fun to bitch about it. Believe me, if we do get it up there someday and it doesn't fit, I will say "I told you so."
I've offered to have a couple of my boyfriends come over and move it for us, but when I bring it up Rich just looks at me funny. Kind of like he thinks it's not OK for me to have boyfriends. Selfish man...wanting me all to himself.
So yeah, I'm pretty sick of the damn thing sitting here. Oh, did I mention it has been sitting here since May 27th? Which is...wait...hold on...let's see. Hmm....131 days. Yes, 131 days!!!! That's more days than there is until Christmas!
So I told Rich that I'm cutting him off until he figures out how to get it the fuck out of my family room. Drastic? Yes, probably. But necessary.