Intensely, uncontrollably, deeply lusting.
Not after what (or who) you might think though.
No, I am lusting after a new washer and dryer.
And maybe a new refrigerator.
And why don’t we throw in a new stove and dishwasher while we’re at it.
I want some new appliances.
I want them bad.
And it just so happens that I got an offer for 18 months zero interest if I buy them now.
As in, by the end of this 4th of July weekend now.
Here’s the thing – I do not need new appliances. In fact, my life would be just fine if I didn’t get them. My appliances are acceptable. Old, and not exactly energy efficient, but… acceptable. They get the job done, and they’ve never really given me any issues at all.
That said, they are also one item on a list that only has 2 items left to be crossed off. The list of things I want to upgrade in my condo. I have ripped out and restored everything else in this unit since I moved in. The floors are new, the bathrooms completely gutted. The walls are painted, and all the doors were replaced. I redid the lighting (only getting shocked once or twice), and have painstakingly turned this place into a home that I now show off with pride. All that’s left on that list I made when I first signed my name to a mortgage are the appliances, and the cabinets.
And the cabinets are going to have to wait until the winter, when hopefully I won’t mind being stuck inside refinishing them quite so much.
Still, there comes a point when a girl has to get realistic. And realistically, I have already put more into upgrading this condo than I will ever see returned on a sales price. Technically, I’ve over-upgraded. So anything further that I do at this point, I am doing explicitly for me. For my own pleasure. Knowing full well that I will probably never get any other benefit out of it at all.
And how much do I really need new appliances?
Needs versus wants. It’s always a point of contention for me.
So at this point, I am lusting. I strolled through the aisles of Lowes today, running my fingers over the pieces of stainless steel and black plastic that stuck out at me. I opened doors and caressed buttons. I stalked and flirted and daydreamed about all the possibilities.
Currently, I would say that these new appliances and I are in the courting stages of our relationship.
Whether or not this courting goes any further still remains to be unseen.
But for right now, I am lusting.
And wondering if it’s a problem that I’ve just spent 30 minutes staring longingly at the pictures I found online.
It's not a problem until it interferes with my day to day life, right?
