Money Saving Shopping
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What Kind of Shopper Are You?
You may remember that I sent our family room furniture to the son of MMMMMM and that I moved the patio chairs inside temporarily until we replaced the sofas. It's been a couple of months now with the DH even visiting our furniture in Japan. Our friends wonder when we're going to stop camping out and actually get some real seating in the family room. We have been shopping but so far haven't been terribly successful.
Neither the DH nor I enjoy shopping. We tend to go out for what we need, see it and buy it, but that's what we did on the last famroom black leather sofa and settee. That proved unsatisfactory for us but perfect for a young bachelor. Two weeks ago we sailed into Macy's and spent a couple of UGH hours. We finally settled on a creme-colored suede sectional, paid for it and left to wait for delivery in about ten days. And we cancelled the order the next day. We've visited other furniture stores since and have seen some great sofas I'd love, BUT it's an order situation and delivery in six to eight weeks. By the time it delivered, I'd already have moved on to something else or a different style. Guess that means I'm into instant furniture gratification or I don't really care that much. Probably the latter as I've been shopping IKEA online and have seen some disposable sofas with changeable covers that might be fun. Oh yeah, I remember now that I bought one of those about a year ago and sent that to the son of MMMMMM, too.
Salesman Torture
I do realize that our shopping pattern could have quite a cost savings--if we don't actually buy. We'll go to a store, like Costco, see a cool canoe, put it in the cart and drive it around the store for a while. Then we put it back after we've "owned" it for a bit. We've enjoyed an item's instant attraction, and imagined ourselves in that canoe, on that sofa or whatever and own it until we "wake up" and move on. Then our lovely dream item becomes just an inanimate thing again much to the distress of many salespeople who thought that sale was a done deal because we're so into it at the time. But that can turn on a dime due to our somewhat mercurial shopping natures. Our son says we engage in salesman torture. Perhaps we do, but my excuse is that I'm a writer and used to living in my head, imagining all sorts of scenarios. Which I apparently extend to my "real" life, too.
It was just my imagination . . . shopping along with meeeeee.
Ciao, ciao, MMMMMMMMMMMMelinda
What Kind of Shopper Are You?
You may remember that I sent our family room furniture to the son of MMMMMM and that I moved the patio chairs inside temporarily until we replaced the sofas. It's been a couple of months now with the DH even visiting our furniture in Japan. Our friends wonder when we're going to stop camping out and actually get some real seating in the family room. We have been shopping but so far haven't been terribly successful.
Neither the DH nor I enjoy shopping. We tend to go out for what we need, see it and buy it, but that's what we did on the last famroom black leather sofa and settee. That proved unsatisfactory for us but perfect for a young bachelor. Two weeks ago we sailed into Macy's and spent a couple of UGH hours. We finally settled on a creme-colored suede sectional, paid for it and left to wait for delivery in about ten days. And we cancelled the order the next day. We've visited other furniture stores since and have seen some great sofas I'd love, BUT it's an order situation and delivery in six to eight weeks. By the time it delivered, I'd already have moved on to something else or a different style. Guess that means I'm into instant furniture gratification or I don't really care that much. Probably the latter as I've been shopping IKEA online and have seen some disposable sofas with changeable covers that might be fun. Oh yeah, I remember now that I bought one of those about a year ago and sent that to the son of MMMMMM, too.
Salesman Torture
I do realize that our shopping pattern could have quite a cost savings--if we don't actually buy. We'll go to a store, like Costco, see a cool canoe, put it in the cart and drive it around the store for a while. Then we put it back after we've "owned" it for a bit. We've enjoyed an item's instant attraction, and imagined ourselves in that canoe, on that sofa or whatever and own it until we "wake up" and move on. Then our lovely dream item becomes just an inanimate thing again much to the distress of many salespeople who thought that sale was a done deal because we're so into it at the time. But that can turn on a dime due to our somewhat mercurial shopping natures. Our son says we engage in salesman torture. Perhaps we do, but my excuse is that I'm a writer and used to living in my head, imagining all sorts of scenarios. Which I apparently extend to my "real" life, too.
It was just my imagination . . . shopping along with meeeeee.
Ciao, ciao, MMMMMMMMMMMMelinda
posted by MMMelinda at 7:50 AM
