THE FORCE WAS NOT WITH US IN BLYTHEWOOD

While my last blog post may have left you believing we have conquered our urge to pick and packed it away in some of those bins and boxes in the storage unit, that would be a false assumption.  After high-fiving and patting ourselves on the back in celebration of our newfound strength allowing us to leave Summerville empty-handed (which was certainly not an easy thing to do) we headed home to Fort Mill.  The Force was with us and we were going home to declutter our offices so the house could go on the market.  (Did I ever tell you that the Great One wanted to name our first child Force?  Fortunately, I had more sense.)  

Well, we may not be a lot of things, but we are most definitely a great pair of procrastinators.  So after merging onto I-77 and leaving Columbia behind, we decided to swing by Blythewood Consignments just to look, of course.  We had proven that we could do just that earlier in the day and were certain we could do it again.  The Force was with us and we expected no relapses.

According to the store hours posted on the door, we were not going to have to test our resolve for more than a few minutes.  Breathing a sigh of relief we thought we would just say “Hi!” and return another day (after the big move, of course).  However, Liz Humphries, the owner told us to take our time and look to our hearts’ content.  Oh, the treasures she has to offer. 

We were barely in the door, when the Great Randini spied a wooden table top Philco radio/record player and well, our strength and fortitude followed our commitment right out the door.  The Force was not far behind.  Did we really need it?  No.  Have we relocated yet? No.  Would it help us declutter our offices?  Absolutely not.  But did we enjoy buying it?  Oh, yes indeed! 

So we bought one little table top radio/record player.  No big deal, right?  Just one little lapse in self-control.  Then this little set of coasters winked at us.  They knew they had us hooked when we stopped and picked them up to take a better look.  They wouldn’t take up much room, so why not. 

Had we stopped there, it wouldn’t have been so bad, but as we approached the counter to check out, a set of end tables jumped out and blocked our way.  Each table grabbed a hold of one of us and before we knew it, they were in the truck heading to Fort Mill with us.  (What is it about a pair of tables that gets us every time?  I must say they do look nice with our sofa, but I also like the last set we bought.  Maybe I can have monthly table rotation.) 

And that is why we decided we needed a bigger storage unit.  So last weekend, we headed to Charleston and moved our treasures down the hall to a larger unit.  Now the only problem is that there isn’t much room left in this larger unit, so unless we learn to behave ourselves, we’ll soon be moving the contents from this new unit to an even larger unit.  I wonder if they have a 2 bedroom 2 bath unit available?  Aren’t sealed concrete floors easy to maintain?