A good night in RSM
I’m sure it was one of those things where once something might soon be gone, you finally start to appreciate it. Last week we got word from our realtor that one of her clients wanted to see our house. Hmmm….decisions, decisions…our house wasn’t even on the market. We went to see our realtor when we were exploring all options and pondering listing our house and moving back to Texas this summer. We haven’t made a final decision either way but we figured it couldn’t hurt to allow her to show it and see what happened.
Thursday was the big day. It was exciting yet anxiety producing at the same time. We got the two hour window that basically let us know we had to be out of the house for the evening. This was just fine as our daughter had a softball game and that was going to have our attention for most of the evening anyway. It kind of hit me when I was driving to my daughter’s game: Life is actually pretty good right now! There I was leaving work at 5pm to catch my daughter’s softball game. I’ve had jobs where I literally got in trouble for leaving at 11pm because all the loans weren’t out yet (even though my team’s were). Now I pretty much set my own hours and I don’t have to work weekends. Heck my twenty minute drive is over an hour less than other jobs I have had. Sure I’m not making much money, but still…I had to say life was good.
At the softball game I saw the familiar friendly faces of the family members of the other Rancho Trabuco Cal Bears. As we cheered our team on to another victory, I realized a couple of things. Maybe it was just because we all had our little Bear sluggers in common, but these people were all really friendly and the coaches seemed to really care about the girls and teaching them the fundamentals of softball. I also noticed and was proud of how much my daughter has improved in her first year and how much fun she was having…and how much fun I was having.
When the game was over we still had time to kill so we went over to downtown Rancho Santa Margarita. We ate at the local Baja Fresh and it made me think of how much giggling my kids have had done in their water display over the years. It’s got one of those things where water shoots up at various times through various holes. You never know which hole is going to be next so the kids always have a blast running from one to the next while getting soaked all the while. The really funny thing is when my two year old tries to keep up with her sisters and gets an unexpected enema. Some of those facial expressions are priceless.
Anyway at dinner my wife happened to mention that my jeans weren’t fitting properly. Now most people with half a brain would realize that this was a compliment, not me! I’ve got two weird phobias: 1.That I have something in my nose and 2. that my wife is trying to control me. She wasn’t going to control me by telling me my jeans were too big…ohhh…she was saying my jeans were too big. Only 45 minutes later, I finally got the fact that she was complimenting me on losing some weight. Boy I’m quick!
From there we decided to walk over to Kohl’s. This was a new find for me as I had never been in Kohl’s before that. As my wife picked up make-up or some sort of girly stuff, I noticed they had some very good prices. Since according to my wife my jeans were too big, I decided to try on some jeans. My wife finished up her shopping and came over to give her feedback on which ones she liked (I can conveniently ignore the controlling thing when there is something in it for me). I tried on a couple of pairs and was grateful that nobody else was in dressing room so I could walk out each time and do the “how do these look” walk. My wife decided to be funny by thowing a pair of “Super Slim” brand jeans and an extra-tight tank top over my door. Not to be outdone, I actually sqeezed into them both. If you ever want to really accentuate your love handles, I highly recommend this combination. The way the tight jeans push them up just so and the tight tank top fools people into thinking I am wearing a flotation device, I am pretty sure I have discovered a look that can be marketed (maybe not GQ, but possibly Husky Boy or a “Save the Whales” foundation).
I walked out to give my wife a laugh and unlike the other times, she wasn’t standing right outside the dressing room. I just knew she would be right back so I bent over, put my hands on my knees, looked over my right shoulder, and stuck my bum out as far as possible while doing my best, “Is it just me or could I crack walnuts with these cheeks???” I am pretty sure that I permanently scarred the brain of the poor Asian guy that walked in on my ridiculous pose. My wife was nowhere in sight and this guy had to be either laughing or crying from all the sobbing going on (I couldn’t tell which because he almost kicked a door down to get into the changing room in a hurry). I figured I better be safe and changed my pose. I decided to go with the Arnold side pose that said, “Don’t get hypnotized by my bouncing pectorals or these pythons might bite you!” At least I knew it gave the next guy that walked in a good laugh (where in the heck was my wife!). By the time she finally got there, I am sure Kohl’s had two less shoppers and probably a police report but it was worth it because we were in hysterics. When all was said and done, I left my new found Kohl’s with two pairs of jeans and three new shirts all for under $60 and earned a $10 coupon if I come back this week. The really beauty of it was my new jeans were two sizes smaller than my old jeans….WooHoo! In case your wondering….I left the “Super Slim” jeans at Kohl’s for you.
After we returned home and got the kids ready for bed, my wife checked her email. Sure enough, there was an email from our realtor saying her clients loved our house and would be making an offer the next day. We prayed about it that night and let her know the next morning that we weren’t interested in selling. We apologized for the inconvenience and explained that there was nowhere else we’d rather be at this time. After all…life is pretty good right now.
