I have admitted a majorly moving force in my shopping habits. I <3 LOVE <3 getting something wonderful for just absolutely pennies on the dollar. I have been shopping GoodWill and Salvation Army, Saint Vincent DePauls and any other "thrift store" within a 100 mile radius of whatever location I am currently living in.
It is a passion. Okay. I will confess. I DO this for a specific reason.
Horses do NOT care what you are wearing. That is one reason I love them so much. They do not care if you have on makeup or the fact that your hair resembles a cross between Don King and the alpaca down the lane. They just are happy to see YOU. Especially if you have hay in your arms. (Which is another reason I love horses. They NEVER complain about what you fix for dinner. I have had horses for many years and not once, not ONE SINGLE TIME has any one of them looked at what I gave them for dinner and stated, "WHAT?!? HAY for dinner AGAIN???) But I digress.
So WHY, if horses do not care what you are wearing, would you go out and buy jeans for $70.00 a pop? Okay so those jeans DO have those little lifty thingys in the nether regions that help you to look a little more like JLO and less like that fallen cake you took out of the oven last night, but hey. FOR 70 BUCKS??? The only thing that is going to happen to those jeans is whatever horse you are working is going to slime them. Big Time. (Notice the capitals. Important to pronounce capitol letters.) So I buy my jeans at GoodWill or Salvation Army or some random thrift store for the awesome price of $3.99. Which means if I do this long enough, I don't feel guilty when that blue moon shines and I actually find some awesomely wonderful terrific amazing dress that just HAS to hang in my closet because I never GO anywhere to wear it. I am totally excused for paying $300.00 for that dress because for the last 25 years I have been frugally buying jeans for $3.99 a pair.
Totally makes sense to me.
What doesn't make sense to me is Ebay. Or actually why I ever bid on Ebay. Do not ask. I do not have an answer.
Maybe I have a tad bit of a self torture complex. Maybe I like the lovely color of gray worrying about it causes my hair to turn. It could be that I am just adventurous and hopeful. Or it could be that I am a total idiot. One thing I have learned in my Ebay experiences. NEVER, not even EVER bid on something that is a week out. The waiting will kill you. You will work your fingers to the bone checking that items status on the computer for an entire week. Ask me how I know this.
But I did it again this week. I found something I wanted in the worst way, because the one I HAD got damaged in a freak accident and as it is something grande expensive that I use on a constant basis, I really do need to replace it. And NO. I am not telling you what it is, because then you can go on Ebay and bid against me. I may not get that lovely, longed for item. It could end up in your house and not mine. I know. I am selfish that way.
I have exactly 2 days and 16 hours before I will learn that 3 seconds before the auction closed, some random person from Muncie, Indiana out bid me by 1 cent.
I will never make it alive.
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