Hi, it's me again. I'm sitting here in my apartment alone with a 50 inch flat screen TV, purchased about 1.3 hours ago. It is freaking huge and weighs more than I do, and I'm eight months pregnant. I can never let our kids watch it unless they're sitting fifteen feet away, otherwise their little retinas will burn out.
I don't think I resent it, as my husband is very happy and has spent the last two months looking at and talking about TVs. I have spent the last two months looking at and talking about baby stuff. So he better not resent anything up that alley. I am a little ashamed of it though. It seems so...gluttonous to have it filling up our living room. My parents paid slightly more for their current car than we paid for this TV--I know they will definitely disapprove when they find out.
You know, I did originally tell Austin no. That's what wives are supposed to do, right? Keep their husbands from buying impractical and expensive electronics? I told him he wouldn't get a Father's Day present and that I wanted a baby grand piano, etc. I realize these are not great reasons for a guy to hold off from buying a big screen TV, but I figured that I married a practical man who is a FINANCE major so he would be able to resist until it was more in the budget. I guess I underestimated the allure of...this thing. It's huge. Yes, it will make Mario Kart that much better, but it's just sitting here, dominating our apartment. There is just no hiding it.