So. The DH is currently setting up a new (to us, anyway) HDTV in the living room.
I recently bought him an HDTV for his birthday, so this should be a really cool moment, right? You know when you buy someone something they really want and you totally surprise them with it and they're all excited and happy and surprised and you feel all warm and fuzzy and are almost as thrilled as they are?
That's exactly what I'm *not* feeling. In fact, I'm feeling the opposite of all that.
You see, the cool new HDTV the DH is installing is most definitely *not* the one I bought him. The one I bought is in Reno or LA somewhere, winding its way here. The one he's setting up is one he bought on Craigslist two hours ago.
Sigh.
I couldn't think of anything to get him for his birthday and the clock was ticking. He mentioned wanting an HDTV (well, he's been mentioning it for a year or so) but I figured they were too expensive. Did a little checking around and found that I could get a cool flat panel LCD for less than $600. Doable, I thought, so I whipped out the ol' credit card and hit amazon. Since I have Amazon Prime, I should be able to get it here, if not on his birthday, at least pretty close, right?
Well, no. Apparently on larger items, that free two-day shipping you get may not actually be two days (but it will still be free). No worries, I thought, it'll be even *more* of a surprise if it's a week late.
So what does the DH do? You guessed it. After months and months of hinting and wishing and pining for an HDTV, for some reason he decides that today is the day. He surfs Craigslist and finds this killer deal on an older (and humongous) DLP TV.
Meanwhile I'm tap dancing as fast as I can to discourage him from going out there (why's it so cheap? It's probably a scam. Do some research first, etc, etc). As he was leaving, my fatal mistake was not spilling the beans right then. I mean, it's not like he's going to actually *buy* it or anything; he just started looking like 20 minutes ago (jeez, you'd think I haven't been married to this guy for 10 years. Once he gets an idea in his head, you'd better just stand back).
What can I say? I was still trying to salvage my present and maintain the surprise. I sent him off with a feeble "be sure to call me before you decide to buy it" and hoped against hope that it's a piece of crap and he decides on his own not to get it.
Needless to say, when that call came, he'd already made his mind up and my telling him then that I had a cool, new, small tv on the way that would probably be here sometime next week and oh, did I mention it was half the size and not present right at this moment? my cause was lost.
Now, instead of a demure, new, 32-inch, flat-panel beauty, I have a hulking 51-inch rear-projection monstrosity devouring my living room. Seriously. This thing is bigger than the entire entertainment center that housed our previous 26-inch television. It's a monster.
But I'm not bitter, just disappointed. And bitter.
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