August. Pregnant. Shopping the Craiglist classifieds late, late at night.
I nabbed a giant (too big for the station wagon) painting for my husband's office wall. When my mom saw the photo, she begged me to cancel the sale.
It was too late.
The owner, who cut the price in half, offered to deliver. (That should have been my first clue.)
Besides, I just knew it would look better in person.
Short of selling it to a Chinese restaurant, I didn't know what to do.