Back in November my love bug purchased tickets for me to see Goapele. She wore a absolutely gorgeous vintage cardigan. I was on a vintage mission. I had to find it. It had to be mine. Well guess what, two weeks ago I found the EXACT one to the T. The price was a little high, my mind was foggy, and I was feeling guilty from over spending during the holidays. I didn't get it, I talked myself out of it. I came home and told my guy about my find and he said, "if you liked it that much you should have bought it." He was right, what was I thinking. Frantic, I called the consignment shop and lucky me (so I thought) it was still there. The lady remembered me and agreed to hold it for me. I couldn't wait to pick her up so she could be mine forever.When I arrived at the consignment shop, I was told the lady who consigned the cardigan decided not to sell it. WTF! and she was coming to pick it up before the end of the day.
|*My Regret* I hope to get a 2nd chance. If its meant to be it will be.|