Thursday, July 27, 2006

My husband is the king of returns. He prides himself on this trait. Just the other day, he told my parents, "hell... I returned a pair of underwear to Home Depot... and they don't even sell underwear! I told them, 'you did when I bought 'em. Now give me back my money!"

I have to give him his props. My dad bought a leaf blower about 3 years ago, and the darn thing never worked right to begin with, but my dad kept it and attempted to fix it (and he's very handy, so if my dad is stumped, it must be FUBARED). Anyways, the spouse saw a challenge, rose to the occasion, and got my dad a new leaf blower.... a nice, even exchange.... after 3 years of usage on the old one.

So I never panic when something breaks or gets worn. My husband just called me to tell me that our 3 year old chaisse lounge got soaked by a lovely downpour. We're storing quite a bit of our furniture in my dad's garage since we're in the middle of moving, and my dad likes to keep his garage open during the day... and when it rains, it pours...literally.... and before he could shut the garage door.... the chaisse lounge received a lovely, rain-water bath.

My husband told my dad that "Joanne's gonna be so mad when she gets home and sees this", so now my dad is franctically working to dry the darn thing. I told my husband not to worry... he can just return it.

We recently acquired some antiques that came with the house we purchased, and I'm sure most of it is junk because the guardian who sold us the property scavenged through everything before the final transaction, but I started thinking, "why not have my husband return all the pieces to various stores throughout Ohio?" I bet we'd make a nice buck.

A few weeks ago, my brother-in-law bought some kind of "sturdy blow-up pool" for his kids that's been keeping him up nights - he has nightmares of mass-flooding and causing a grand exodus in Northfield, Ohio via a yet-to-be-built Ark, so he's replacing it with a sturdier, aluminum-based pool. I told him if he has any problem returning the other pool, call my husband.

My husband got this look of excitement in his eyes when I mentioned that he might get a call. I don't even get that look if I stand naked in front of him. All I get is the rolling of the eyes and a "you're blocking the big-screen tv....and believe me, there's enough of you to block it."

Perhaps he is sizing me up. I think he has plans to return me after about 2 decades of usage.