>Victory is Mine

>When my husband and I moved into our home seven years ago, our first major skirmish was over small appliances.

Hubs, it seems, had always used one of these…

While I had been raised using one of these…

The battle lines were drawn.

“It’s obvious that we should trash your cheap toaster and keep my toaster oven,” I reasoned thoughtfully. “We can still brown your bread in the oven, and we can also make cheese toast and heat up pizza and stuff like that.”

“No way,” Hubs said stubbornly. “Toaster ovens don’t toast bagels half as well.”

“Are you kidding?!” I snorted. “We can’t keep the toaster and the toaster oven. Our kitchen is tiny! We have hardly any counter space at all!”

“Then the toaster oven has to go!” Hubs sniffed.

Of course, the toaster oven didn’t go anywhere. But neither did the toaster. For the last seven years, we have had both on our kitchen counter. Add in our coffeepot and there hasn’t been room for anything else.

Until a few days ago.

Hubs realized that satellite television would actually be cheaper than what we’re spending on cable. The sign up included free installation in up to four rooms, which meant that it made sense to get a small TV for the kitchen.

But in order to have room for a television, something else would have to go.

“Hmm,” Hubs said, looking around the room. “How about the toaster? We don’t really need two, since we can toast bread in the toaster oven.“

In that moment, I maintained an admirable calm. “Okay,” I said with feigned reluctance. “I guess you’re right. We don’t really need a toaster and a toaster oven.”

The moment he left the room, I yanked the toaster cord out of the wall and ran with the hated thing to the garage trash can. Within seconds, it was gone, gone, gone forever.

And now, I have an announcement to make, both to Hubs and the entire world. It may have taken seven long, torturous, agonizing years, but…

I WIN.