Trundle Trouble
A few years back, it was the summer of 2006, my husband and I had a major change in our life and he accepted a job in Atlanta and we moved from our quaint home in our quaint town of Ellijay, I say quaint because it was, everything was cozy. Life had been easy street for us during our four years of marriage, other than raising little babies, me trying to finish college and Brian working long hours at his job, we really had it very good.
We had just remodeled our home in the mountains prior to him accepting this new position, it came suddenly, it was an offer he couldn't refuse, and so we bought another home closer to his job. Our new home was gorgeous, but later we would live to tell a real estate nightmare and how God turned our situation around.
It was early fall when I decided to get out of the house and drive around our neighborhood to check out the garage sells. We lived in a very large neighborhood, it was the size of a small town, and twice a year they would allow residents to have yard sells. I just knew there would be some great finds from these residents because they had really nice homes. I loaded up the van and the boys and I set sail through the neighborhood.
I stopped off at several places and found this and that kind of stuff, mostly home decor. I was almost out of cash and stopped at one last place on the other side of the neighborhood. I was the last customer of the night and the home owner was taking things in the house. She pointed out a trundel bed and wanted to know if I wanted it before she took it inside.
"It's for free and we just don't need it, it would probably fit in your van," she said to me.
I observed this trundel bed, I had never seen a trundel bed and didn't really know what it was, it looked like a cot and would only need a matress. I was scratching my head on this one, it was a WWBD kind of moment...what would Brian do?....still thinking to myself taking notes...it is free, it is an extra bed, gosh, it would be great for camping. Brian would totally go for this and be so proud of his wife for making such a great decision.
"Okay, if you can help load it in the van, I will take it," I said and the lady looked incredibly relieved.
"Yay...Yay."..is all I could say, "We have a trundel bed boys !!!! For free too!!!"
The two boys were too young to understand, they just sucked on their binkies.
I knew Brian would be getting home soon, so I took the boys inside our home, and decided I would surprise him on this special deal of a bed. I was SOOO excited to tell him about it.
He eventually gets home and after a long drive in Friday rush hour traffic on I-75, he wasn't a happy camper. Well, thank goodness for the free trundel bed, this will definately cheer him up for sure.
"Honey, I'm home," he stumbles in the house wanting to fall on the sofa. What's for dinner?
I served our dinner and began to tell him about the surprise. "I have some good news and a surprise", I said.
"Really, he looked up hopeful.
"Yes, I went to some of the garage sells around the neighborhood, and I met a lady and she gave me something for free that fit in our van," I said hoping for more excitement. "I want to surprise you so when your finished, we can go outside and check it out, you'll need to help me with it."
After dinner he follows me outside, I open the door and say, "Tahdah...it's a trundel bed!!!"
"What in the world, Melissa, looking at me like I was crazy.."Why would you bring this home, do you have any idea how stupid this is of you?????, why would you bring home a trundel bed/???"
"I dont' know, looking disappointed, I thought we could take it camping?" I don't like sleeping on an air mattress???
"Take it camping!!!!!!" boy he looked very agitated, maybe I did make a bad choice.
"Well, yeah, take it camping, all we need is a mattress to go with it." I said convincingly.
"A mattress and the trundel bed to take camping!!!, he said upset, boy, this was not going well.
"Melissa, do you know you were taken advantage of, I should have been there to help you, you should of called me!!!" he said.
At this point I was elevated, "I wanted it to be a surprise!!! If I had called you, then you would know about the surprise, you are always bringing home old computers and stuff."
"Right...but I can fix them and sell them, you can't do anything with this trundel bed except take it to the dump and pay to dump it for the people that gave it to you. You just took their trash for them and offered to pay to dump it is all you did. It is broken and you sure can't take it camping....where are you going to put it!!! Still looking at me, What is wrong with you woman!!!"
Realizing how stupid this was of me, "I had no idea it was broken....starting to realize what a dumb decision I made, I begin to apologize to my husband...."What are we going to do with it?"
Brian said, "Put it over in the pile with the other stuff that you thought was a great idea to keep that needs to go to the dump, like the old cast iron stove you wanted to bring from Ellijay."
I admit, I like old things, and the cast iron stove would of been a great garden piece, the only problem was that Brian wouldn't put it where I wanted it in the yard because it weighed a ton, so he and my brother put it in the junk pile at the bottom of our driveway. The trundel bed could of been put to good use if we had a family over, but my husband is more often than not right about most things, so I decided to let this go. My husband told his dad and they decided I was a Claxton fruitcake. Lesson learned, never ever except a free gift unless you are willing to pay for it.
To close this story, I was surprisingly blessed because a man came to my door months later and offered to dump my junk in the driveway including the bed for $30.00 and he took the stove home with him b/c like me, he thought he could put it to good use, however, he agreed the trundel bed was junk.
We had just remodeled our home in the mountains prior to him accepting this new position, it came suddenly, it was an offer he couldn't refuse, and so we bought another home closer to his job. Our new home was gorgeous, but later we would live to tell a real estate nightmare and how God turned our situation around.
It was early fall when I decided to get out of the house and drive around our neighborhood to check out the garage sells. We lived in a very large neighborhood, it was the size of a small town, and twice a year they would allow residents to have yard sells. I just knew there would be some great finds from these residents because they had really nice homes. I loaded up the van and the boys and I set sail through the neighborhood.
I stopped off at several places and found this and that kind of stuff, mostly home decor. I was almost out of cash and stopped at one last place on the other side of the neighborhood. I was the last customer of the night and the home owner was taking things in the house. She pointed out a trundel bed and wanted to know if I wanted it before she took it inside.
"It's for free and we just don't need it, it would probably fit in your van," she said to me.
I observed this trundel bed, I had never seen a trundel bed and didn't really know what it was, it looked like a cot and would only need a matress. I was scratching my head on this one, it was a WWBD kind of moment...what would Brian do?....still thinking to myself taking notes...it is free, it is an extra bed, gosh, it would be great for camping. Brian would totally go for this and be so proud of his wife for making such a great decision.
"Okay, if you can help load it in the van, I will take it," I said and the lady looked incredibly relieved.
"Yay...Yay."..is all I could say, "We have a trundel bed boys !!!! For free too!!!"
The two boys were too young to understand, they just sucked on their binkies.
I knew Brian would be getting home soon, so I took the boys inside our home, and decided I would surprise him on this special deal of a bed. I was SOOO excited to tell him about it.
He eventually gets home and after a long drive in Friday rush hour traffic on I-75, he wasn't a happy camper. Well, thank goodness for the free trundel bed, this will definately cheer him up for sure.
"Honey, I'm home," he stumbles in the house wanting to fall on the sofa. What's for dinner?
I served our dinner and began to tell him about the surprise. "I have some good news and a surprise", I said.
"Really, he looked up hopeful.
"Yes, I went to some of the garage sells around the neighborhood, and I met a lady and she gave me something for free that fit in our van," I said hoping for more excitement. "I want to surprise you so when your finished, we can go outside and check it out, you'll need to help me with it."
After dinner he follows me outside, I open the door and say, "Tahdah...it's a trundel bed!!!"
"What in the world, Melissa, looking at me like I was crazy.."Why would you bring this home, do you have any idea how stupid this is of you?????, why would you bring home a trundel bed/???"
"I dont' know, looking disappointed, I thought we could take it camping?" I don't like sleeping on an air mattress???
"Take it camping!!!!!!" boy he looked very agitated, maybe I did make a bad choice.
"Well, yeah, take it camping, all we need is a mattress to go with it." I said convincingly.
"A mattress and the trundel bed to take camping!!!, he said upset, boy, this was not going well.
"Melissa, do you know you were taken advantage of, I should have been there to help you, you should of called me!!!" he said.
At this point I was elevated, "I wanted it to be a surprise!!! If I had called you, then you would know about the surprise, you are always bringing home old computers and stuff."
"Right...but I can fix them and sell them, you can't do anything with this trundel bed except take it to the dump and pay to dump it for the people that gave it to you. You just took their trash for them and offered to pay to dump it is all you did. It is broken and you sure can't take it camping....where are you going to put it!!! Still looking at me, What is wrong with you woman!!!"
Realizing how stupid this was of me, "I had no idea it was broken....starting to realize what a dumb decision I made, I begin to apologize to my husband...."What are we going to do with it?"
Brian said, "Put it over in the pile with the other stuff that you thought was a great idea to keep that needs to go to the dump, like the old cast iron stove you wanted to bring from Ellijay."
I admit, I like old things, and the cast iron stove would of been a great garden piece, the only problem was that Brian wouldn't put it where I wanted it in the yard because it weighed a ton, so he and my brother put it in the junk pile at the bottom of our driveway. The trundel bed could of been put to good use if we had a family over, but my husband is more often than not right about most things, so I decided to let this go. My husband told his dad and they decided I was a Claxton fruitcake. Lesson learned, never ever except a free gift unless you are willing to pay for it.
To close this story, I was surprisingly blessed because a man came to my door months later and offered to dump my junk in the driveway including the bed for $30.00 and he took the stove home with him b/c like me, he thought he could put it to good use, however, he agreed the trundel bed was junk.
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