ShreddedOakAviary
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- Jul 13, 2011
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I am always really excited this time of year as I wait (not so patiently) to see the faces on people when they open the gifts I have meticulously chosen. But this year I am equally as excited about what my husband bought for me. My husband and I have an impossible time not telling each other what we bought for the other one. So he knows I bought him an air compressor, air compressor tool set, a MIG welder, and a log splitter. I normally don't allow anyone to buy me gifts, simply because if I want something throughout the year I generally just buy it. But this year has been different. There is something I have wanted for the past 8 months, and for some reason could never bring myself to buy one. I have 4 acoustic guitars, one of them is very rare and it's actually in perfect condition and 11 months older than I am... It's the one I play the most. I have what I call my back up guitar (that is usually set to an alternate tuning), my classical nylon string guitar, and my "trash and outside" guitar... the one I use to play at camp fires. I have set aside an entire room of our house to someday house my entire guitar collection. I want a banjo, a bass, an electric with single pick ups, and electric with humbucker pickups, and a combination of the two. I want an acoustic with an electric pick up, and a few amps. The trouble is, I just won't buy these things. Somehow it makes me feel guilty to even want them. This is probably because in all my life I have only ever done things that other people wanted me to do. Guitar was the first thing I ever learned to do as an adult that my motives for doing it are mine alone. Anyway, I was longingly looking at guitars (as I always do), and my husband said he just couldn't stand it anymore... so he pulled out a receipt for an electric guitar, case, and amp that he bought me. I CAN'T WAIT TO PLAY IT! I haven't felt this weird little kid impatience since... well... since I was a kid. I cried, because I guess I just needed someone else to tell me and prove to me that it is ok to do something I want to do simply because I like to.