But lately my back has been in an especially bad way. So bad, in fact, that I paid a visit to
When I got back from the chiropractor, Mark was on his way out to Kohl's to return a duplicate video game and to perhaps spend the Kohl's cash we earned when we did our Christmas shopping.
"Couldn't you just take a look at the shiatsu thingy? Pleeeease? Maybe it's on major sale, and you can pick it up for me for a hundred or something."
He said he'd look.
He called me about 15 minutes later to inform me that he could not find the cushion. Anywhere.
"Can't you ask someone if they have one in the back? Pleeeeease?" I pleaded. I had my doubts. When do they ever find things in The Back?
When he came home with the Homedics Shiatsu Massage Cushion in hand, I was surprised. He told me to try it out. I did, basking in the therapy, yet at the same time trying not to get too attached to the cushion should we need to return it to help our bank account. I was especially nervous when Mark asked me, "So how much do you like it? How much is it worth to you?"
"Ummm...a hundred? Please tell me you only paid a hundred. Or maybe $150?"
"It was free," he said.
Turns out he did indeed ask someone if there was one in the back. This employee disappeared for a few minutes and came back with one. It appeared to be an open box, and it wasn't the heated cushion I had tried before, but if I need heat--which I never use anyway--we have a heating pad.
"It's your lucky day," she said. "You can have this one for $26.99." Mark paid with our $30 Kohl's cash.
Guess it was our lucky day. Either that, or God really does care about the little things. Like aching backs.