Holiday help....
I hate items that are a mess in stores. I would imagine that others do, too.
Recently I was at Costco. No extra buying for me there. I can walk in for a roasted chicken and walk right out with only a roasted chicken.
When I went to look for a Vanity Fair magazine to bring to my daughter in New Zealand, she had said she'd found them previously at Costco for a good price. Vanity Fair is not a good price in the US but it's about 50% more in NZ, so I guess it's a good deal in America.
I found the magazine rack and spent over 30 minutes there. Nothing was in order. Everything was a mess. I sorted but I couldn't figure out the pattern there. Oh, that's right...there was no pattern there. The customers and/or their kids decided to take every magazine and just toss it anywhere.
I completely organized the whole thing. Nobody got close to me while I was working. I was on a mission. And after I completed my new freebie job at Costco, I could not find one single Vanity Fair. Arrgh! I wonder how long that mag rack stayed organized. Maybe 10 minutes?
I ended up going to Walgreens for some quick items I needed for the NZ trip. Good news. A November Vanity Fair.
When I got back from New Zealand, I went to Kohl's. I wanted to get some new underwear. I found the place where the Jockey brand was filled full! Except I couldn't find anything that was the match I wanted. It needed to be a certain size (unwilling to state which size), a certain style (not bikini, not baggies...figure it out), and not wild colors that you can see under anything that I wear.
This looked like a two hour job. I really didn't want to do it. Nobody came over to help me. Okay, there must be a pattern there. Yes! There was! The good news was that I was alone. The style I wanted was in a blue printed box, and the size had it's own type of marking. So I just started grabbing at anything that matched both requirements. Then I only had to sort out the prints/colors.
This little exercise took about 40 minutes. I paid for my search, and left. The mess was a bit messier.
And last on my list....do you know anybody who cleans a rental car? Yeah, that's me! I don't pay to wash it but when I get the car for several days....well, my kids know, I will actually go out and buy a window cleaner, and a clean rag to wipe the windows. And this happens especially in Hawaii when there are random showers. The only thing I haven't done is replace the wipers. Of course, when I get a car like I've rented now...the whole thing is a mess. I don't think they've cleaned it since the Ford Focus got off the line in Detroit. Thrifty does describe the operation.
I give up for now. But I probably won't stop.
Live richly, marilyn
Recently I was at Costco. No extra buying for me there. I can walk in for a roasted chicken and walk right out with only a roasted chicken.
When I went to look for a Vanity Fair magazine to bring to my daughter in New Zealand, she had said she'd found them previously at Costco for a good price. Vanity Fair is not a good price in the US but it's about 50% more in NZ, so I guess it's a good deal in America.
I found the magazine rack and spent over 30 minutes there. Nothing was in order. Everything was a mess. I sorted but I couldn't figure out the pattern there. Oh, that's right...there was no pattern there. The customers and/or their kids decided to take every magazine and just toss it anywhere.
I completely organized the whole thing. Nobody got close to me while I was working. I was on a mission. And after I completed my new freebie job at Costco, I could not find one single Vanity Fair. Arrgh! I wonder how long that mag rack stayed organized. Maybe 10 minutes?
I ended up going to Walgreens for some quick items I needed for the NZ trip. Good news. A November Vanity Fair.
When I got back from New Zealand, I went to Kohl's. I wanted to get some new underwear. I found the place where the Jockey brand was filled full! Except I couldn't find anything that was the match I wanted. It needed to be a certain size (unwilling to state which size), a certain style (not bikini, not baggies...figure it out), and not wild colors that you can see under anything that I wear.
This looked like a two hour job. I really didn't want to do it. Nobody came over to help me. Okay, there must be a pattern there. Yes! There was! The good news was that I was alone. The style I wanted was in a blue printed box, and the size had it's own type of marking. So I just started grabbing at anything that matched both requirements. Then I only had to sort out the prints/colors.
This little exercise took about 40 minutes. I paid for my search, and left. The mess was a bit messier.
And last on my list....do you know anybody who cleans a rental car? Yeah, that's me! I don't pay to wash it but when I get the car for several days....well, my kids know, I will actually go out and buy a window cleaner, and a clean rag to wipe the windows. And this happens especially in Hawaii when there are random showers. The only thing I haven't done is replace the wipers. Of course, when I get a car like I've rented now...the whole thing is a mess. I don't think they've cleaned it since the Ford Focus got off the line in Detroit. Thrifty does describe the operation.
I give up for now. But I probably won't stop.
Live richly, marilyn
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