There I was, stuck with this expensive duvet cover that I couldn’t get off my bed fast enough. There was no shaking the images of birds, papayas and oranges floating around in my head. How did my friend and the store owner not notice they were part of the pattern? I was obsessing about this to say the least. The store policy was credit or exchange only. This could have worked out had the expiry date not lapsed. Perhaps I will try to sell the birds and fruit.
Several days later I was out with my BFF who understands my quirks and eccentricities including the color thing. I felt prompted to take one more look in the store of my recent purchase.
Something strange, mysterious, yet pleasant happened. The store owner brought a series of duvet covers that were not part of the dozens I saw previously. Where did these suddenly come from? Three appealed to me, but the price was prohibitive. Then, there it was. The exact color I had in mind and a Damask floral pattern. Nary a bird or piece of fruit to be found, and within my price range. Mission accomplished. But wait.
The cover is a Queen size for a double size mattress. One would expect plenty of overhang all around. Nada. How was this such a misfit? Oh, no! Will I have to do a return? Had my visits to this lovely linen store turned into crazy town?
My daughter stopped by the next morning to take a look. She asked what was described to me. After I told her, she said they got it right this time. Whew! I showed her the length shortage. She asked where the zipper was. It was at the foot of the bed where I always placed them. She turned it around, putting the zipper on the side. It never occurred to me to try that. Why would I? I’d always put the zipper side at the foot of the bed. Wonder of wonders! It suddenly fit properly all around. And, the pattern worked any which way the cover went. Go figure. Okay. Now I look forward to where the next adventure my quirks and compulsions take me.