Shortly before our wedding day, my handbag bag was picked and I lost all of the cash I was planning to use to buy wedding shoes, plus all the quarters I had collected for the laundromat. I had money in the bank that I could have used for the shoes – it wasn’t like I was going to have to walk down the aisle barefoot. But the event threw me for a loop – all action stopped and I went into inactive mode. I couldn’t bring myself to get the money, to shop for the shoes or to continue the endless dreaming I had been doing about the glorious day of my wedding.
The incident happened in an upper East Side restaurant called the Isle of Capri. I met a girlfriend there for lunch before we were going shoe shopping. Even though the theft had nothing to do with the restaurant, I never went back there again.
What I’m going to tell you now is certainly not of the same magnitude but the feelings are the same and the resulting loss of interest in the related activity feels the same to me, too. Remember this? It arrived today. Here it is:
So not only have a lost a unique item that I was very much looking forward to owning, but the seller informs me that unfortunately, there is nothing he can do. Unfortunately.
We’ll talk about next steps another time. Right now, I just want to tell you that my enthusiasm for the bedroom project has dropped off the charts and although eBay had nothing to do with this, I’m afraid I can’t go there anymore.