Why Jeremy Wants to Kill Me

I can see it out of the corner of my eye. Sitting there, in its original packaging. the crib bumper, sheet, window valance, sheet and dust ruffle. I can see the adorable polka dots and lovely stripes. The colors are bright and bold. And the alphabet letters are too fun! And then I see 'them'. I see those Dr. Seuss 'things'. Those yellow, creepy things. And they are embroidered on this hideous, waffle fabric. These yellow 'things' were cute in the picture online. They were cute, and not embroidered, and not on waffle fabric. At least, not that I could see.

And who INSISTED this was 'THE SET', 'THE ONE', 'PERFECT FOR A BOY OR GIRL'?
Who?
ME! 
DUMB-ASS ME!

I made a mistake, if you will. Perhaps got over-eager. You know, excited for this next baby. I'm a planner and wanted to get a move on things. But now, nothing is moving much. The nursery is pretty-much cleaned out, but I can't make the move. I can't unpack the bedding set. I've got it listed on Craigslist and Ebay...just hoping someone will want it. Because I don't.

I want something else. I want elephants! No, now I want giraffes! Yes, giraffes. But, the elephants are still cute. Oh wait, nope, back to the alphabet, but not the Seuss alphabet, the MiGi alphabet. Yes, this IS the set. This IS THE SET.

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Now, if only the husband will agree.