One That Got Away

Driving past a thrift shop in a neighboring town, a doll in the window attracted my attention. It was impossible to get a good look as my car whizzed past the shop.

I got only a brief glance of the doll baby that wore a white bonnet and dress.  Dolls are one of my great loves, and because there is  a large collection of them around here, I couldn't stop thinking of the doll in that window.

Several days in a row, it was necessary to drive past the shop in the town but it was usually early in the morning before the shop opened for business.

      "I have to stop and check the price of that doll," I kept telling myself.

As luck would have it, I drove into the town one afternoon, parked my car, and walked into the crowded shop to get a close-up look at the doll.

Sad to say , (or happy, perhaps, for my wallet), the doll's face, without her bonnet on, was nothing I'd want to bring home to Mama. It was similar to this:

      "Oh, no, " I thought, trying to hide my disappointment. "That's not how I thought she'd look."

Isn't it strange how our expectations sometimes don't match the reality?  The expression, "expectations are resentments waiting to happen," came to mind. 

Well, I don't feel resentment over the homely faced doll.  Actually, I kind of felt sorry for her.  In a way, it was good not to spend a single dime.

Now, when driving by the consignment shop,  the doll in the white dress does not get  a passing glance.  Hopefully, someone will take pity on her and bring her home. It just not going to be me!

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