The Salesman Put a Hex On Us

I’ve been wanting to buy a futon for our back bedroom for some time now. But since I’m cheap frugal indecisive lazy, I hadn’t really researched or shopped for one. Until the other weekend. We figured that with the wedding coming up this summer we might have a few guests visiting so an extra furnished bedroom would be nice to have.
We went to a couple furniture stores and looked at several pull out couches, click clacks and futons before selecting a nice oak frame with extra plush mattress. After a bit of haggling Mitch even managed to get a discount and all was well.
As we were walking over to the checkout counter the salesman attempted to make some small talk and asked about us and how long we have been together which brought up the wedding. When prompted for the date I replied with “August 29th!” and he said:

“Oh. Not to jinx you.. but that was my mother’s birthday.”

Okay? I had no idea how to respond so I mumbled a couple words “really ah oh yeah..” And waited for him to elaborate. HE NEVER DID.
What in the actual hell was that supposed to mean? I was completely startled. I looked back at Mitch who gave me a side eye that reassured me he had heard the same thing.
Why would our wedding date being the same day as his mother’s birthday jinx us? Was she some terrible monster? Or the angel of wedding deaths?
That’s been over 2 weeks ago and everything appears to be going okay but I’m not going to lie that the salesman’s words didn’t scare me a bit.
Oh, and that futon we bought? Still haven’t gotten in. Apparently there was an issue with ordering? Or it’s the hex. Not sure. But I’m a bit hesitant to receive this futon now.
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Life Lately..

I have nothing to talk about today but I feel like posting so let’s see how this turns out. You’ve been warned.

I’m currently drinking my first cup of coffee with creamer.. and it feels weird. I always drink plain black coffee but recently realized that the dark black liquid probably isn’t doing any favors for my white teeth so I’m going to try to dilute it with some creamer.

Once I realized that it was Cinco de Mayo today I instantly craved tacos and margaritas. I feel like that makes me an ignorant asshole but I really don’t care because tacos and margaritas are delicious.

Also, the wedding is less than 4 months away so tacos and margaritas are the last thing that I should be consuming. But that probably won’t stop me.

The spring/summer weather has FINALLY showed up to NEPA and it’s more glorious than I remembered.

That book up there is one of the funniest things I’ve ever read. My friend let me borrow it and I’ve been laughing manically the entire time I read it.

I got into a fight with my curling iron and now it looks like I have a giant hickey on the back of my neck.

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I also had a little mishap with self tanner this weekend and my hands are an interesting shade of orange and dirty-smelly-kid on-the-school-bus brown.

I have some pretty big changes potentially happening soon and it is scaring the shit out of me.

I’m surprised that more bloggers didn’t jump on the Bruce Jenner story. I was expecting to see tons of posts about it.. and I didn’t see one. I was kind of disappointed. But then again, I didn’t post one either.

Game of Thrones has been kind of boring thus far. Right? I wish this show aired in the winter because I think I’m too distracted to watch it during summer.

And.. I think that’s all. So yeah. Bye.

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