I always thought commitment was about love or marriage or maybe debt. You know- the great, large decisions that make you less able to obey any whim you so choose.
Then I bought a Very Large Television.
I had a VIP card at a local electronics store while I worked at Swans, so before I left, I put the Very Large Television on lay-by. I really wanted one I could hook in to my computer. I had no intention of buying a Very Large Television. Maybe a Large Television, but not a Very Large Television. But the Very Large Television was so pretty. And at 50% off, how could I say no.
Oh, but when the tattooed delivery man carried it upstairs with impressive ease, I began to worry. The box was, well, Very Large. And the television inside it was too.
That’s when I realised: gone are the days in which I can pack up and move in a heartbeat. If I were to decide to do the Apple Pie roadtrip across America, where would my things go.
I am an adult.
And now I am in one place, stuck for the forseeable future, because of my Very Large Television and associated Ridiculous and Excessive Electrical Devices.