Courtney had been searching endlessly for a decent bath pillow for several months with no success. So I decided to make it my goal to find one for her birthday this past November. After looking everywhere I finally found my treasure on Amazon.com, along with some sea salts, and bubbles! She could finally take the bath of her dreams! I felt like Indiana Jones, in Raiders of the Lost Ark, when he won back the Ark and saved humanity.
The plan was to put the pillow in the tub the night before, and display the other fancy stuff along the edge. She would enter the bathroom the next morning to take a shower, light would shine down, angels would sing, and Courtney would cry tears of pure delight (at least that’s how it played out in my head).
Everything was supposed to arrive two days after the purchase, and most of them did. The sea salts and bubbles came on time, but there was no sign of the pillow. I waited one week, then tried to contact Organize.com, the seller, in hopes of pinning down the day it would arrive. After another long week of waiting they finally responded, informing me that it would only be a matter of days. My heart jumped with joy! It would arrive a few days before Courtney’s birthday, and everything would go as planned…
The few days passed, once again, so I contacted Organize.com to inform them of the problem. An apologetic reply came one week after the big day. I was crushed. They had played with my heart strings and shattered my dreams, but I still wanted the damn pillow. Two long months had passed (yes, I said 2 months) and it finally arrived!
WTF! Are those BED RISERS?!? I ordered a freakin BATH PILLOW! After months of being on an emotional roller-coaster ride, organize.com delivered the final blow. I had no words. If all of this was just a game, then they had won. Well played dream crushers. Well played.
Not to worry, we did eventually find another bath pillow. It wasn’t as exciting as I had pictured, but Courtney was happy and that’s all that matters.