Can we talk too much about Hick's bargains? He doesn't think so. A couple days ago he went to Lowe's. Just for one board, he said. Probably to make more shelves, the better to hold more junk.
When Hick came home, he was all a-tizzy. He doesn't show outward excitement all that often. He tromped into the kitchen as I was warming his leftover sausage/cabbage/potato concoction, and three corn muffins.
"I can't believe it. They NEVER have any bargains when I go down to Lowe's in my truck. But when I take the car, they have stuff I want that won't fit! Like tonight! Up front, they had 22 PIECES OF SIDING, all for only TEN DOLLARS! That's over a hundred dollars worth of siding. For TEN DOLLARS! It would cover--" (and here, Hick rattled off the verbal arithmetic, calculating square footage, and I tuned him out).
"I don't know how much that is."
"It would cover TWO WALLS, Val! TWO WALLS!"
"Too bad you were in the car."
"Yeah. I called HOS, and he came and picked it up for me!"
"I guess we'll be getting another shed..."
"I've got two more started. I've got the skids already, and the lumber."
Yeah. It never ends. Here's Hick's bargain.
The pieces of siding were not scattered all willy-nilly across the parking lot. Or in the road, like that piece of J-channel I stopped my car to pick up for him the first year we were married. Do you know how hard it is to shove a piece of J-channel into a Toyota Corolla?
As Hick made sure to inform me in the email where he attached the pictures, it's 22 pieces, 12-feet long. I wonder if the front and back of our new shed will be green. Or the opposite sides. Or a front/side. Or a back/side. Maybe we'll have two sheds, both with green front walls.
The possibilities, like my retirement days with hoarding Hick, are endless.