Well, ok maybe not. It’s my understanding that coveting something means more than just wanting it, it also implies that you don’t want the person who has it to have it, like, you see someone driving a 1969 Chevelle convertible and you have bad feelings toward that person and want to take the Chevelle away from them and have it for yourself. No, I don’t feel like that about anything. If someone has something I want, generally I am fine with them having it, but I might want one like it for myself. Unless I see them mistreating it, like painting it a foul color or treating it poorly.
Anyway. I made a mistake yesterday. I went to the J. Peterman catalog. I love their women’s clothes. LOVE THEM. I hadn’t looked there in years because they only carried stuff up to a size 16, and me being somewhat more than a 16, had decided there was no point. However, I am on the north side of 16 now, heading south so I decided maybe once I hit 16 I could reward myself with a dress or something.
So a visit was in order and guess what. They carry size 18 now. Which is where I’m at.
And they have dresses and skirts and every good thing which caused deeply desirous emotional responses as in “TERRY! TERRY! LOOOK AT THIS! NOW!” and he did and said
“Wow…that would look perfect on you”
and ” That dress is YOU.”
and “That is a beautiful skirt”
If I had never looked, I would have been perfectly content. Now I am not content at all.