You know those times you’re at the store and you see something amazing but you either don’t really need it or you have no place to put it a the moment. You still want it anyway but you’re trying to be a responsible adult (which sucks rotten bananas, btw) so you pass thinking you’ll come back for it later only it’s never still there, is it?
At least not when it’s something you really, really wanted!
I was totally in love with this copper (rose gold, if you’re nasty) scoop lamp from West Elm so I went ahead and put it in my online cart. At just $69 it was steal in my mind but I hemmed and hawed about spending that money because it’d be going in a room that I haven’t even started the makeover on yet – my studio. And if you guys remember, I haven’t even shared the office makeover which we technically finished – the hard work, anyway – a month a go. BUT the reason I haven’t shared the office yet is because the fine details, like this amazing lamp, were missing.
So I kept in my online cart for a false sense of safe keeping, even left the browser window open and checked on it every day or so (do you guys do that or am I just crazy?!). Then one day I noticed the price had dropped to $55 and I was just before whipping the ol’ credit card out when I noticed it wouldn’t ship until… JULY! I had two thoughts at that moment and if you could have seen them at work they would have looked like a little angel on one shoulder and a little devil on the other:
Well. That’s great! It’s cheaper and you probably won’t get to the makeover until July anyway. It’s perfect!
Why don’t you just wait until July then?
Being good never seems to get me anywhere. Well unless you count last week when I was waiting to buy those baskets from Pottery Barn thinking I might find something cheaper or something that worked better in the oddly shaped space when, lo and behold, a free shipping code came to me via email.
But this time, not so much. I was checking on my sweet little copper lamp the other night when I saw that dreaded ‘Your shopping cart has been edited’ screen and my heart sank. What?! The copper scoop lamp is no more?? How can this be?
Never minding the late hour, I quickly shot off a tweet to West Elm so that they could tell me it was all a bad dream. My copper sweetheart would surely return. But it was not to be.
I couldn’t even be excited that West Elm (bless their hearts) had replied to me almost immediately because their words wounded so much. I will pine over this lamp for a long time and no matter what beauty I replace it with, right there on my desk next to my computer where I will have to look at it everyday, I will look at it and I will love it but it will always know, deep down in it’s little lamp heart that it wasn’t my first love. And my eyes will likely betray me when I try to look upon it lovingly and it will know…it is still not The One That Got Away!
Don’t act like I’m crazy! I know you’ve got a one that got away story. What’s your, One That Got Away?