This is a rant, plain and simple... nothing more, nothing less... for the sole purpose of just getting it out of my system least it festers and grows.
I'm like that; if something bothers me, I just keep it in, and other bothers just build up onto it... by writing it out, it's like opening a steam
So anyway, my rant... (and of course, keeping in mind the profanity issues)
I've been slowly saving up money to purchase a FN FAL, and was (stress the word was) at the point where within the next week or two I could purchase
one. My wife did not know that I've been saving money... if she had, I wouldn't have had any to save; the way I see it, out of sight / out of
mind, so no harm done. AND, with just literally saving my pocket change and "hiding" $25 a week (when possible, which wasn't all the time), there
wasn't too much harm anywhere financially.
Earlier this week I had declared my intentions, and begun looking for a cheap local FFL holder. Well, guess what
Oldest broke his leg in the first part of the week... followed by a brake job for one vehicle... and now, our second has died. Umm, second vehicle,
our second child is just fine (whew).
My wife is sooooo thankful that I have extra money to pay for these things, that it won't be hurting us budget-wise.
If anyone has ever seen a FN FAL, and knows how much a good one costs, then you might appreciate just how long I've been saving for this. Yes,
yes... I know that priorities come first, it's just that... GAAAAAH! Don't know if I should just scream and swear, or cry and swear.
Doesn't it just suck when
like this happens? And know what? If I hadn't said anything, then none of this would have happened!
[edit on 2009/8/1 by The Soothsayer]