I went to the Chicago Macy's today for the first time. It had been a long day at work (long meaning dramatic) and instead of fuming around, I thought a walk would be good. My co-worker Quekan needed to return something to Macy's, so we decided to go.
I rode up and down the glass elevator, sifted through the sale racks, smelled oddly shaped bars of soap, and mozied around 9 floors of things I didn't need. But then, at the lower level, there was something AMAZING. A piano area!
If I were to sell my car, I could buy a piano. Granted, not a Steinway or anything....but a nice, shiny beautiful-sounding piano. It would bring joy to my heart and annoyance to my neighbors....
Worth it?
2 comments:
totally!
Only if you have very manly men to transport it for you...every time you move! I must confess that my heart does a little skip any time I see a piano and my pianos itch to dance across the keys.
I also have a dream of owning a house one day with a piano in every room.
One day I will inherit one, possibly two pianos, which is a very good start (at least to the pianos). Still no plans to buy a house any time soon; since when do starter homes start at 500,000?
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