Trip Start Dec 01, 2010
51Trip End Mar 01, 2011
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Much thought was given into my reluctant approval of me being evicted. At first I was playing the hard line, no way was anyone telling me I could not watch TV in my living room. Then, like a lightning bolt or sudden slap in the face it came to me. I could watch whatever I wanted, when I wanted, as loud as I wanted and as many times as I wanted. Never again would I have to hear the remarks, the looks of discontent and the never ending complaining coming from the other side of the room. My sentence of torture would be over, no more Oprah or her boring network. Never again would silly talent shows or home make over shows nearly make me ill. Yes, this was a great decision; there would be nothing but man shows – shows about repossession, war, history, food and a host of other mind growing shows!
Now my Gailsy is the queen of shopping. This woman can't walk for 5 minutes around a historical park or Battleship but she can shop for 8-10 hours, stopping only for a snack and some water. We were off, hitting every furniture store with-in a 40 mile radius of the house. Nothing was right. Every chair she liked I didn’t. After all it was MY room not hers. The throne that was to be purchased was for me, not her. Chair after chair, mile after mile it looked like the day was going to be a bust.
By now it was lunch time. Off we went to our Friday fish fry at Capt. Poo’s on the waterfront. Sitting at the bar I started to wonder if my dream of TV freedom was ever going to happen. Filling our tanks on the best fish platter in Myrtle Beach, we were on the move once more. As we neared the beach area Gail spotted the new boardwalk section of Myrtle Beach and asked to stop and walk around. This area was new to us and we decided that we would add it to the list of spots we would return to. In the truck and back to the hunt, we visited the last of the stores. Nothing, nada, not a chair under $600 that I liked. With the feeling of total failure and sore feet, we headed for home.
Highway 9 was a welcome sight as I drove down the ramp towards home. Only 6 more miles and then I might be able to sneak in a nap. Then as if a mirage in the sand there it was. Long Bay furniture, a local store small in size and only 1 mile from the house. This place is often over looked because it is just a small store front with a small selection inside and a selection of discontinued or lightly used stuff in trailers outside. They are a distributor for some of the big furniture companies in North Carolina and can order you whatever ever you need and it is there in less then 4 days. In the lot we went and headed in for a look see. There she was. Sitting right there in front of me was the throne any King would be proud of. A beautiful piece of craftsmanship, wide, just the right firmness and height with a price tag of under $260. SOLD! Gail quickly joined the buying frenzy and spotted a big white Wicker chair she just had to have for her newly made over Carolina room. As soon as the salesman told her it was $40 because it had a blemish and he would also throw in a cushion, it was in the truck. Once again Gailsy had figured a way to get something she wanted without me complaining. After 32 years of marriage, she has all the tricks. She knows when to slip something in on me when my guard is down. I don’t care, I have my throne. My kingdom is slowly starting to become a reality.