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If the phone rings early…ANSWER IT!

If the phone rings early…ANSWER IT!

I’ll admit, since being job-free I have enjoyed my sleep-in time.  To be honest, usually 9 is the time I start the day.  It’s pretty great.  So you can imagine when today I woke up to incessant ringing.  No it wasn’t from a death metal concert the night before, but my sister calling-hanging up-and calling again.  Since no one tends to call the casa de Amanda before 10, a slight panic arose deep down.  Of course, then I looked at the clock. In big red block letters….7:14.  That sense of panic swiftly turned into a few choice words uttered under my breath, and since the phone wouldn’t let me go back to sleep, I answered.

It was my sister, and she had a quasi-panicked tone in her voice, but I was still ready to let her have it for interrupting my beauty sleep.  Good thing she’s wicked smaht, because she started the convo with “Sorry to wake you up!”  That girl sure does value her car’s paint job, but I digress.  It turns out her neighbor oddly called to ask if she had a sister named Amanda.  (First thing that comes to mind….Stalker!!) Turns out my name was called out on KISS108 and I had 30 minutes to call for $250!  GOOD MORNING!  The Micro Machines man would be proud at how fast I thanked her, said bye and dialed the radio station.

I got through, verified my birthdate and I was transferred to the DJ.  Here I was thinking this was my chit chat time, my fifteen minutes if you will.  Ummmm not so much.  For 6 minutes and 47 seconds I listened to some good cocker spaniel talk and some very funny albeit inappropriate jokage.  Then Matty said…AMANDA (that’s me) and I turned into Micro Machines Man again and in 6 seconds, my fifteen minutes was over. But hey…in 6 seconds I earned $250….if I kept that going I would be the next Donaldine Trump!

Oh, and in case you were wondering what my new found mini-wealth would be spent on, truth is, it’s already spent.  That’s right no new wardrobe for Amanda or an endless supply of DD drinks…nope, it’s going straight to my dentist to pay for two fillings, do not pass go, do not collect $200.  [Did you see what I did there with the joke? I got $250 and then I said collect $200, but I already did, get it?  Eh....FORGET IT!]

A Clearance is like a vaccuum hitting your wallet

A Clearance is like a vaccuum hitting your wallet

Today we went shopping and decided to pop in to Michael’s for baby shower wrapping paper.  Now usually to “pop in” somewhere is to make a quick visit, get what you need and leave.  And usually, that stands true. However we failed to realize, that Michael’s had a huge clearance sale going on.  Our “pop in” turned into a “walk in, walk around, burrow through bins of random junk, throw it in the cart and leave before realizing we just bought crap we didn’t need but bought it because it was on sale.”

For some reason, some people get a high when the price tag goes from $10.00 to $2.00.  Then the rationalizing begins.  You tell yourself “I once needed these polar bear rub-ons for a project in 5th grade and who knows if I may need them again in the future, so $1.00 is worth being prepared.” Or  you convince yourself you will turn in to Martha Stewart, “those lovely metallic iron-ons will really make those old throw pillows pop!” Let’s be honest if you were banished to the arctic, but the penguins were having a clearance on sandals, you would stock up!  ( And no, I don’t know why penguins would be selling sandals….don’t be so literal…jeez)

Clearance shopping isn’t a bad thing. For Pete’s sake, it is a great practice in this economy, as long as you are able to show some restraint.  (Did you really NEED those hot pink patent leather platform sneakers?) Clearly, our restraint was waiting in the car….in the end, between the two of us, the pop in cost $60.

It’s amazing what a $2.99 roll of wrapping paper really costs, isn’t it?