FCKuCANCER.

just ride with me anyway.

so let’s go back to the day we went to the cancer center for the biopsy results…the minute we got in the car i was adamant about one thing…

if this was in fact cancer, we would be immediately getting the upstairs re-carpeted. like, IMMEDIATELY. cancer-be-damned, i was not about to have folk coming to check upon me and see my home in shambles. years of dogs and teens have taken its toll on the not-good-for-anydamnedthing berber that we selected when we built.

alas, i am my mother’s child. probably two days later, after i had been to the second carpet store, i found it. flooring heaven. and the best sales staff i have ever encountered, sorry sal. i mean she was/is so helpful, listening to what i was looking for, bringing up other things i hadn’t considered. her husband even followed us home to measure because of the sense of urgency.

but, alas, i am my mother’s child. which means i fell in love with a high dollar carpet. what we are about to take on should be be ample reasoning to go the cheapest route possible and be done with it – but it seems i misapplied michelle’s advice – cause i definitely went HIGH.

why do things cost money? and why is there never enough of it to go around? ok, back burner it is. side note – when we do finally get the carpet, it will be from them. she is really lovely, and has called me a few times and prayed with me, not even mentioning the unplaced carpet order. people are just amazing. they really are.

onto trivial matter number two…oh you thought i was done didn’t you…

shortly after putting my foot down about us getting carpet, it also popped in my head that hey, you need a mattress. and you are about to undergo chemotherapy, and will probably be in that joint a lot. definitely should add that to the shopping list. and while you’re at it, won’t it be nice to get one of those fancy hospital platforms that are all the rage now-a-days since you are gonna be hulu’ing and infusing.

now, i know what you’re saying…a mattress isn’t trivial at all…but that’s because we all now know the cancer is absolutely in my vertebrae. at the time, this was really going balls to the wall with expenditure wishlists.

alas, i am my mother’s child. sensing a theme here? y’all this mattress i laid down on is like the best little semi-firm cloud ever. it’s also the price of a tesla that took the astronauts to the launch pad. i mean the brand is literally called aireloom. if that doesn’t tell you all you need know about the price, i don’t know what will!

in the scheme of things i think we should move forward with the mattress, but yeah, do i really NEED the bugatti? we all know the answer is no. i mean i can definitely make my case for the hospital lift, because, well, i’m me.

but i guess what i’m really trying to say, is can one of you talented letter writers, write mister warren buffet at berkshire hathaway and have one of his many, lovely, local star furniture stores just, you know, have the aireloom denton lux firm in a queen, the fancy matching pillows, and pillow tilt adjustable base kinda fall off a truck near my driveway? i can make sal and darius bring them in the house. after all, i do have cancer. /sarcasm

don’t judge me. i know you used your googles and know damned-well i had no business even looking at that mattress.