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I thought you'd agree with me.

Target: Friend or Foe?

Expect More: Pay Less

I have such a bitter sweet experience with Target every time. I love the options. They fill my mind with endless possibilities. However, I am convinced they are one of my mortal enemies.

Example from just last nights shopping.

Simple one to begin with. Peanut Butter. I have had the same jar of peanut butter since I have moved in. I have about a quarter left in the jar. But, on the shelf I see a glorious jar of JIF extra crunchy. I decide I "needed" it. For a split second my eyes divert to the side to see a package with 2 extra crunchy peanut butter jars. Yum, "needed" to have them. This is a bargain, right? My justification... food storage???

Second.....I "needed" a hand crank flashlight. It can go in my 72-hour kit. But I "needed" another flashlight with batteries so I don't have a cramp in my arm from cranking a flashlight all night long. So, what do I do?

I get both.

I "needed" muffin pans. I tried to decide between regular, or extra large tins (maybe if I was lucky BOTH). Thanks to my conscious... aka April. I decided to settle on the regular size. Then right beside those pans was a cooling rack. I had been thinking for a long time about getting one. But just put it off. Oh, but not last night. I bought one. Definitely not on the list.

Like I say, Friend or Foe? All I know is that I left without the $120 that I came in with. But, I count it a blessing that Target didn't suck more out of me.

Target, you might have won the battle BUT you won't win the war. (Well actually...you probably will. But I like to talk a big talk)

I love a good two for one

I had the debate going on "Is a gumball worthy .25?"

Answer..... No

But I really wanted sugar. So then I folded and gave into my sugary craving.

I put my quarter in and turned the knob. What a sweet surprise.

Two for the price of one. Now my gumball only cost .125

(Actually, it's only .0625 because I always only chew half of my gumball and save the other half for another chew later. I can't help it. My mouth is just too small to handle a full gumball.)

Do I make any cents? ...I mean sense

So when there is something to be done I typically see just one way of doing it. Not that I have anything against doing it another way. Sometimes I just don't explore the options.

Illustration:

This past week I was at Wendy's grabbing a quick .99 (There is no cent mark???) value burger. I didn't want to break out the debit card for $1.08 meal. So I frantically go through my car and purse looking for the correct change.

I come up with 3 quarters, four dimes, 1 nickel and 3 pennies.

Perfect!

I loved that I had 3 pennies because that meant that I didn't have to get back any pennies.

So I gave my cashier my three quarters. Then I thought "ok, I still need .25 to complete the dollar." So I throw in 2 dimes and the nickel. Then I just needed .08. So I throw in the 3 pennies and another dime. I thought that would be perfect because then I would only get a nickel back. I gave the money to the cashier.

She comes back and says that I must have given her an extra nickel. I say back to her "Oh no, I gave you that much to you because I wanted to get a nickel back. Because I didn't want to get any pennies back."

She gives me a quizzical look and hands me back the nickel.

Then I have my Ah Ha moment.

I was so focused on not getting any pennies back that I overlooked that I actually gave her extra nickel.

Whoops!

What's wrong with churhutchy?

Ok, ok so maybe it is that bad. My mom made fun of my first URL name so I changed it and created a whole new blog.

Sorry Jackson...I no longer have your name for me etched in history. So long church!
Sorry to all those who call me Hutchy...I loved that you loved me enough to give me a nickname

Mom, I changed this just for you.