i went to walmart today after work. i had to get new backpacks for the kids (their's look like we pulled them out of the dumpster, cut some holes in 'em, and ran over them with our car a few times. okay, they're not THAT bad, but definitley "holey" and ripped), rain boots for the kids, groceries, dog food, a prescription at the pharmacy...blah blah blah. my buggy was full before i even got to the baking aisle (about halfway through). i bought family size everything because i've started packing the girls' lunches and david takes his now. family size lunch meat, family size chicken breast pack, family size swiss cheese, family size snacks, fruit, and the list goes on. i thought i was going to pass out when the sweet clerk gave me my total, but being the talented actress that i am, i smiled and said "wow, that's great!" okay, so i lied.
david unloaded my car and helped put the groceries up. when i went to tell him how much i spent he said, "i don't want to know. we have plenty." i rebutted with "but, i only got 4 dinners to cook and the rest are quick throw-togethers, and..."
"we have plenty."
"i know, but i feel like i didn't get that much for what i spent"
"we HAVE plenty!" okay, i got the point now.
(this is the part of the story where i mention something that is so unrelated and you wonder, where is she going with this?, and then i make my point later on. so hang on) a couple of days ago, we had someone come pick up our couches. we are selling most everything we have right now in our living room/dining room area in order to down size and invest in a sectional. but right now, the only sitting furniture we have is a recliner (which the girls have taken over), and our kitchen table chairs. so our night went something like this...
david turns on american's funniest home videos, followed by spongebob. i lay down on my stomach on the floor in front of the TV. oldest daughter gets off the chair and lays by me. youngest sits in david's lap on the floor, then comes and lays on her tummy too next to sister. then david lays down next to youngest. and there we were...all on our stomachs on the floor. no couch, no fancy furniture. just carpet underneath us. and i looked at us, and the words echo in my head...
"we have plenty."
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