The Coupon Animals from Bed, Bath & Beyond have sent me another 20% off coupon. No let up. What am I supposed to do with these things? How many wash clothes and towels can I use? I have three oscillating fans and four humidifiers. Nine pillows, 18 blankets, five mattress covers,six quilts, 25 cleaning agents, four floppy hats, three plungers, nine laundry bags.
I feel like I'm not doing my part unless I buy them. How can our economy recover unless we, as a society, buy more toilet brushes and drain cleaners? Plus, the people are so friendly there and the AC is powerful. I have been tempted to explore Big Lots, but my conscience blocks such traitorous behavior.
Well, maybe I could use another toilet cover and shower mat. I know they only have my best interests as a priority. I guess animals is pretty harsh. This makes twenty eight accumulated BB&B coupons. And I thought I was keeping up.
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Friday, August 5, 2016
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Hand Towel King
I checked my linen closet and realized I needed hand towels. Ihad accumulated 42 bed, Bath and Beyond coupons, none of which ever expire. So I took a $5 off $15 purchase one with me.
I wandered around the store for a few minutes before finding a table in the back with severely discounted hand towels. This is a talent I have always had. Call it instinct, genes, whatever. There were no other customers around.
I grabbed a pack of four for $9.99 and added another for $5.99, a total of $15.98. At the register I was told the $5.99 towel was on sale for $3.99, which left me a buck short for the coupon. Did I panic? Flush? Stomp my foot? No. I calmly went to the candy section and took a Reeses Buttercup for $1.09, which put me back over the $15 mark.
So I got five top of the line hand towels and a pack of Reeses for a bit over $10. Believe me, if I could teach you this gift to make your life a bit easier, I would. But there are some things you just cannot teach.
I wandered around the store for a few minutes before finding a table in the back with severely discounted hand towels. This is a talent I have always had. Call it instinct, genes, whatever. There were no other customers around.
I grabbed a pack of four for $9.99 and added another for $5.99, a total of $15.98. At the register I was told the $5.99 towel was on sale for $3.99, which left me a buck short for the coupon. Did I panic? Flush? Stomp my foot? No. I calmly went to the candy section and took a Reeses Buttercup for $1.09, which put me back over the $15 mark.
So I got five top of the line hand towels and a pack of Reeses for a bit over $10. Believe me, if I could teach you this gift to make your life a bit easier, I would. But there are some things you just cannot teach.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Grout Bully Search
Bed, Bath and Beyond has run out of Grout Bully. It's a tube you shake and press and caulk comes out in a straight line. I was crushed. Only last week I discovered this marvel. I knew I should have bought two.
The stock fellow searched the entire store, me right behind him. He went into the stock room and many minutes later emerged looking like his dog died. Nothing.
I tried not to get emotional, but standing in the aisle in full view of customers and cashiers, yes, I broke down. Why me? Just when I think I've finally solved my grout problem, the solution is whisked away.
I suppose I could try other BB&B outlets, but knowing my history, I doubt if I'll ever see another magical tube again.
I could go on E-Bay and Craigslist, but buying USED Grout Bully seems so...unhygienic. I still have some squeezes left in my old tube and I'm careful not to waste any. My tile floor has spots screaming for cleansing. I dread the last squeeze. Most likely I'll go out afterwards and do something reckless, like park in a bus stop.
You are victims here too. I was planning on coming to your place with my tube and work on your grout. That may be nothing but a wistful dream now.
The stock fellow searched the entire store, me right behind him. He went into the stock room and many minutes later emerged looking like his dog died. Nothing.
I tried not to get emotional, but standing in the aisle in full view of customers and cashiers, yes, I broke down. Why me? Just when I think I've finally solved my grout problem, the solution is whisked away.
I suppose I could try other BB&B outlets, but knowing my history, I doubt if I'll ever see another magical tube again.
I could go on E-Bay and Craigslist, but buying USED Grout Bully seems so...unhygienic. I still have some squeezes left in my old tube and I'm careful not to waste any. My tile floor has spots screaming for cleansing. I dread the last squeeze. Most likely I'll go out afterwards and do something reckless, like park in a bus stop.
You are victims here too. I was planning on coming to your place with my tube and work on your grout. That may be nothing but a wistful dream now.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
The Bed
If I move my shoulder up off the bed, that could be a start. I want to lift my head, but these pillows feel so good. This is silly. I have a full day ahead of me. I need to get off this bed right now.
Here is the problem as I see it. I bought an air mattress and let me tell you someone should warn us that those things are just too damn comfortable. There isn't a single body part that isn't telling to stay right where I am, do not move, life doesn't get any better.
I lift my arm and it flops back down. I take a deep breath, marshaling my resources, determined to sit up, pivot and slide off onto the floor. I get to the sit up position, remain there a moment, and collapse back onto my haven. I don't even have the ambition to reach over and grab the channel selector. I'm sick of Grey's Anatomy and all their problems, but without the clicker I can't change channels. Where did all my energy go? I think this mattress is sucking it out of me.
Now I turn on my side and it feels just as good. I bend my knees and collapse into a fetal position, eyes shut, breathing soft and steady.
I'm going to lose friends and opportunities. I don't want to answer the phone. I swear, as soon as I finish this nap, I am getting out of this bed and letting my feet hit the floor.
I feel another yawn coming on.
Here is the problem as I see it. I bought an air mattress and let me tell you someone should warn us that those things are just too damn comfortable. There isn't a single body part that isn't telling to stay right where I am, do not move, life doesn't get any better.
I lift my arm and it flops back down. I take a deep breath, marshaling my resources, determined to sit up, pivot and slide off onto the floor. I get to the sit up position, remain there a moment, and collapse back onto my haven. I don't even have the ambition to reach over and grab the channel selector. I'm sick of Grey's Anatomy and all their problems, but without the clicker I can't change channels. Where did all my energy go? I think this mattress is sucking it out of me.
Now I turn on my side and it feels just as good. I bend my knees and collapse into a fetal position, eyes shut, breathing soft and steady.
I'm going to lose friends and opportunities. I don't want to answer the phone. I swear, as soon as I finish this nap, I am getting out of this bed and letting my feet hit the floor.
I feel another yawn coming on.
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