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rejectomorph) wrote2023-11-25 06:13 am
rejectomorph) wrote2023-11-25 06:13 am
Reset Forty-Nine, Day One Hundred Eighty-Three
I turned myself loose on Kohl's web site again Friday, and bought non-essential stuff. There will be three small appliances; one of those stick immersion blenders, a small waffle iron, and a new toaster. All three were on Black Friday sales, with additional coupon discounts, and all three have mail-in rebates, so in the end they will have cost me a bit over ten bucks apiece, including tax. I found that alone irresistible, but they also snagged me a bit of Kohl's cash, which is going to get me a few more bucks worth of other stuff I don't need, so I can almost con myself into thinking I've put something over on the store which just suckered me out of some cash. Capitalism, God love it!
I'm also getting two more pairs of slippers, (though I have no place to store the ones I've already got and will now be adding to the pile that I stumble over almost daily) and another set of flannel sheets to keep in the closet next to the unopened package I bought at Kmart some four years ago. But the old ones are stripped, and the new ones half-assed plaid, so the closet only I ever look in, and I seldom, will gain some welcome, if rarely seen, visual variety. Meanwhile, my eyesight continues to fail, and quite likely will soon vanish, like the contents of the closet when I close the door. Then all evidence of my extravagance will be out of sight and thus, if the adage holds true, out of mind. What a relief that will be! For me, at least. Huge pain in the ass for whoever gets stuck looking after blind me, of course.
Did I mention that the immersion blender comes with a beaker? Of course I didn't, that was a disingenuous rhetorical question which I asked merely so I could introduce my real topic, which is that I probably bought the blender in part because of the beaker, and that is because the word beaker is comical to me. I chuckle every time I hear it or use it. It remains to be seen if I chuckle when using the beaker itself, but odds are that as long as I remember the name of the thing while I'm using it, I will indeed. I'm even thinking that I might use the thing more often because I'll want a laugh. The egg-beater style electric hand mixer I have that I've used only half a dozen times since I bought it five years ago does not make me laugh, and while I can't be sure that if it did I'd us it more often, I suspect that I might. Perhaps the immersion blender and its beaker will reveal the truth. If so, then it will have been well worth the price of a little over ten bucks (minus the blender's share of the Kohl's cash I got.)
If I sound a bit dopier than usual (as I certainly do to myself) it's probably because I got up about half past four this morning after sleeping about five hours, and my brain has yet to recover from either the sleeping or the waking up. It's likely that I have apnea and my brain is thus sufficiently deprived of oxygen during sleep that it has lost much of its ability to function. The money I spent on appliances, footwear and bedding at Kohl's would likely have been better spent on a machine to keep me breathing in my sleep. Too bad my brain is so deteriorated it's incapable of getting me to do that. I'm thinking I might go back to bed now and damage that feckless brain some more. Might as well. Can't dance. Whatever the hell that means.
I'm also getting two more pairs of slippers, (though I have no place to store the ones I've already got and will now be adding to the pile that I stumble over almost daily) and another set of flannel sheets to keep in the closet next to the unopened package I bought at Kmart some four years ago. But the old ones are stripped, and the new ones half-assed plaid, so the closet only I ever look in, and I seldom, will gain some welcome, if rarely seen, visual variety. Meanwhile, my eyesight continues to fail, and quite likely will soon vanish, like the contents of the closet when I close the door. Then all evidence of my extravagance will be out of sight and thus, if the adage holds true, out of mind. What a relief that will be! For me, at least. Huge pain in the ass for whoever gets stuck looking after blind me, of course.
Did I mention that the immersion blender comes with a beaker? Of course I didn't, that was a disingenuous rhetorical question which I asked merely so I could introduce my real topic, which is that I probably bought the blender in part because of the beaker, and that is because the word beaker is comical to me. I chuckle every time I hear it or use it. It remains to be seen if I chuckle when using the beaker itself, but odds are that as long as I remember the name of the thing while I'm using it, I will indeed. I'm even thinking that I might use the thing more often because I'll want a laugh. The egg-beater style electric hand mixer I have that I've used only half a dozen times since I bought it five years ago does not make me laugh, and while I can't be sure that if it did I'd us it more often, I suspect that I might. Perhaps the immersion blender and its beaker will reveal the truth. If so, then it will have been well worth the price of a little over ten bucks (minus the blender's share of the Kohl's cash I got.)
If I sound a bit dopier than usual (as I certainly do to myself) it's probably because I got up about half past four this morning after sleeping about five hours, and my brain has yet to recover from either the sleeping or the waking up. It's likely that I have apnea and my brain is thus sufficiently deprived of oxygen during sleep that it has lost much of its ability to function. The money I spent on appliances, footwear and bedding at Kohl's would likely have been better spent on a machine to keep me breathing in my sleep. Too bad my brain is so deteriorated it's incapable of getting me to do that. I'm thinking I might go back to bed now and damage that feckless brain some more. Might as well. Can't dance. Whatever the hell that means.