Sep 10 2007

Be Specific When Asking Something From The Universe

Published by at 12:34 am under Family,Homemaker Tips

With summer approaching, I mentioned to my wife that it would be great if we had an outdoor table to put on the back verandah. That way, instead of spending the day indoors working on my computer while Destructo, our three year-old, tears my home office apart (“you just keep working Daddy … I’m playing!”), I could sit out the back with my laptop getting some fresh air and sunshine, supervising our young son. I pointed out to Corporate Babe that we could also sit outside and have breakfast together on weekends, and she agreed that it would be a good idea.

Anyway, last Sunday we were driving back home from a family outing, when Corporate Babe suddenly stopped the car outside a house, a few blocks away from our home. “What’s the matter?” I asked her. She told me she had just spotted a garage sale and maybe we could find an outdoor table there. “No way!” I snapped. “Let’s just get home! Besides, I don’t want to pay for a table. I’m sure we can find one for free.”

Sure enough, today as I was driving the kids to school, I drove past a house where someone was throwing out a large, round outdoors wooden table. Where I live, we have regular council collection days where people throw away appliances, furniture, equipment etc., many of them in reasonable condition and some just needing a little repair. I’m not a Mr. Fix-It type of person and I can’t stand clutter, so I generally don’t take notice of these collection days, unless we’re after something in particular, like a chest of drawers for the kids clothes, or an exercise trampoline, and so on.

At first glance, there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with the table, however, and it looked like just the kind of outdoor table I was looking for. I made a mental note to return there after dropping the kids off at school.

When I drove back, the table was still sitting there. I parked the car in their driveway, opened up the boot of our family wagon and lowered the back seats to make room for the table. I quickly inspected the table and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, so I cleared the top off some of the things the owners had piled on it and carried it towards the back of the vehicle.

Unfortunately, it was too large to fit in. I tried tilting it this way and that way, but the round table top was just too big to fit. What a bummer!

I put the table back where I found it, piled the stuff I had taken off the top back on the table and drive off, while Destructo muttered behind me “what a bummer, Dad! The table was just too large!”

I then called Corporate Babe on her mobile and caught her just as she was going into a meeting with one of her clients. I briefly told her about my finding and how I just couldn’t fit the table into the back of the car, and she also exclaimed “what a bummer!” before assuring me that we’d find the perfect table for our needs and telling me that she loved me and that she had to go.

I hereby place my order with the Universe for a nice, free, wooden outdoor table for the back porch … one that will fit perfectly in the back of our car, so I can bring it home with no trouble and spend summer working on my laptop outside, watching over Destructo while he plays outside or rides his bike around, and having lovely breakfasts on the weekend with Corporate Babe and the kids.

Who knows, the perfect outdoor table might even get delivered to our door.

Okay, I hear the kids calling me and it’s time to go. What a bummer!

The Lazy HouseHusband


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