For the last couple of years I have really wanted to get a new, fake, Christmas tree. One of the one's with the lights already attached. I have looked at them with covetous stares for a long time. Last year we went to the store and checked out a bunch and I chose the one I really liked. None in stock. They sent us to another of their outlets where they had a few of my gorgeous, full, white lighted trees. So we went. And we decided it was too expensive and left without it. We drove to Ikea and got 2 real trees, which were lovely and fun.
This year, my husband decided that we can't get a real tree because we are going away til after Christmas and it would dry out while we were gone. So we go back on a tree hunt. I find the tree I want and love and again they have none in stock. But, they have some in another store not that far away. But the tree is 300 dollars! And my dh keeps waffling and whining and complaining about the money. He is getting super grumpy! And we still have no tree.
Finally last night I told him that I guessed we could get a little 4 footer for the years that we are away at my Mom's and they we could get real trees when we are home for Christmas. So he grudgingly agreed to drive me to the store to 'look' again. He was not in a very Christmassy mood. Christmas often makes him a bit ornery:)
So we are driving along and Mr. Mighty says to me, "Maybe the trees will be cheaper on Boxing day and we can set one up when we get home."
Trying to contain my rage at this, I turn to him and say, "Well, I am sure that you couldn't be any cheaper on Boxing Day. grrrr"
Then we both laughed, me grudgingly, him out loud guffawing, and the tension was broken.
When we got to the tree section, the trees were on sale! I got to buy the tree I really wanted! And my dh was happy as a clam the rest of the night to have gotten a deal. He was humming flippin' Christmas carols in the store! The grinch's heart grew t'ree sizes that day, all for the love of a sale.
Love ya honey!