Being in the arts requires watching every penny. Certainly, someone like me never gets rich at their craft. I'm not complaining, I've had a full and rich life, but it has meant watching for bargains.
About two weeks ago I went to the Fox River Mall in Grand Chute, Wisconsin, to take a walk. With sub-zero outdoor temperatures, the malls are about the only place to take long walks. Each circuit of this mall is a mile. I walked three.
As I was ending my walk, I went past the Sears store and noticed a rack of clothes on clearance. Leggings, the kind word under tunics, were marked down to around $5. I bought one, thinking they would be perfect for yoga because of the gathered material around the ankle. I figured the legs wouldn't ride up.
That proved to be true of yoga, but the leggings also worked as pajama bottoms and long underwear. They were perfect for a Wisconsin winter.
Last Friday I was back walking in the mall. The rack was gone but I hunted down the leggings and picked out two more pairs. When I went to the checkout desk, the clerk told me that if I applied for a Sears credit card, I would get $10.00 off my purchase. I signed up and with all the markdowns, my total bill was six cents.
I've applied for cards like that before, and now I have to tell you that I never use them. I don't like to run up charges. The credit cards go to a safe place and in a year, I cut them up and cancel the account. Then a year or two later, I'll open another account when there's a good deal.
Gary says I am singlehandedly wrecking the economy.
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