Just looking...

I admit. I made a huge mistake. I now see the error of my ways. Here's the scoop.

I, in passing, made the comment to my husband that we need to look into maybe purchasing a new vehicle. You know, just talk about it for a few months, do a little research, just start planning for the purchase in like 6-8 months.


Well, apparently, what Christian hears is this "we need a new car this weekend" because before I can finish my sentence, we are at the car dealership. "We are just looking, babe" Yeah right...

So I make it a point to avoid eye contact with the salesperson and try and be as difficult as possible. I am not about to let the salesman think we are gonna actually buy something. Remember we are just looking.

While I am just looking out at the street, avoiding any participation in this endeavor, I notice my husband not looking, but sitting in a vehicle. Um...no sir. That is not part of the deal. I try and calm my emotions. He is just sitting. That is okay.

Next thing I know, here comes the salesman with the keys. Hello...this is not gonna fly. My husband is almost leaping for joy at this point. He is seriously in a state of elation.

Again, I try and control my initial reaction to tackle the salesman and throw the keys into oncoming traffic. Nope, I do my best to be polite. So I agree to go along, but I refuse to engage in any sort of conversation with this salesman or my husband.

My husband is in heaven and seems oblivious to my annoyance. He is too busy touching buttons, admiring the sound system, and commenting about how smooth it drives.

We finally leave the dealership after I pry my hubby's fingers from the wheel of the new car. My only saving grace was that we had tickets to the LSU game so we HAD to leave. Otherwise we would have been there all day.

Later that night my sweet man informs me that we can spend the following weekend just looking again at cars. Oh my...let me contain my excitement.

So this weekend at the dawn of morning, I find myself again at a car dealership. How on earth do I let him talk me into these things?

Do I really need to tell you how this story ends? Let me just show you...

**Disclaimer: I admit that I absolutely LOVE the car. I am so blessed to have a husband that cares enough about me to work hard and provide the best for our family. However, if you asked Christian how I did on this whole car buying process he would probably say, "She was a tad bit difficult" Ha Ha!