Losing the headboard...and perspective

Yesterday evening, I dragged Jeff to the Pottery Barn Outlet to see if my beloved headboard was still in stock.  To my joy, it was!  I'd arranged beforehand to have it transported, but we weren't able to secure help until Wednesday (now tomorrow) afternoon.  We arrived ready to pay in full hoping they would hold it for us for 48 hours until truck help arrived; they turned us away, saying that it was against store policy. 

I was pretty upset, I'm not going to lie...and I was even more upset today when they told me it had been sold (or at least that there wasn't a tag, which meant that someone was carrying it around the store in anticipation of purchasing it.)    Jeff thinks I'm overreacting...that it's (in his words) just a headboard.

In my head, I know that he is right.  It's just an object, and no number of objects or "stuff" will make our home whole.  No number of projects I complete will make our home.  I just feel this need to make myself comfortable...I want to make a space, a world, in which I feel comfortable.  To me, with the purchase of the headboard, we were on the brink of making our house a little bit more of a home...one step closer to cosiness.

I realize that I've lost a little perspective.  I got a little emotional (nothing new here).  In light of this, I'd like to review things I know to be true.

1.  A headboard is just made of wood and bolts, after all.  Not having one doesn't diminish what Jeff and I have or what I'm striving to create. 

2.  There are other headboards out there...and we will find the perfect one for us (and our budget).

3. There is a small chance that we will still have the opportunity to purchase said headboard, if the customer put the tag back, tomorrow.  We call in the morning to find out....

4.  While I may have lost the headboard forever (though maybe a mini, unimportant miracle will happen!), I only briefly lost perspective.  I know that I'll find it again after a good night's sleep.