I was seduced. To buy each of these 13 things, that is. It may have been by a salesperson (live or in a commercial) or by someone who was with me. More than likely, it was I who persuaded myself into thinking I certainly wanted and needed something, thus bought it.
1. A mop with disposable cleaning pads and solution that sprays from the mop at a press of the button. It was ridiculous how many cleaning pads I used in one mopping.
2. A manual mini food chopper. It did not chop, mince, or dice for me like it did for the guy in the TV commercial.
3. A red woolen shawl made in Ireland. I wasn't thinking and washed it in the washing machine. Shrunk, it did. 30 years later, the threads have begun to loosen. I may still wear it yet.
4. A food dehydrator. One Christmas I desired a food dehydrator. So Mama gifted me one, as did the Husband. I returned one of them. Drying fruits and vegetables in the oven is far easier.
5. A pair of orthopedic sandals. They were the first pair of shoes that cost me over $100. They were very uncomfortable so I hid them in the back of the closet. Twenty years later I pulled them out to wear. Ha! The soles had come unglued.
6. A second set of earring holes. They closed up within a couple of years because I was too lazy to wear earrings.
7. A book (to represent many) of which I read several pages and walked away.
8. A book (to represent a few) of which I read several pages to realize I've already read it.
9. A record album (to represent a bunch) that had maybe one song I liked.
10. A top (to represent quite a few) that only looked good in the dressing room.
11. A pair of white mother of pearl earrings in the shape of fans. I got them to wear on my wedding day to the Late Great First Husband, but on that day, they didn't go with my outfit. One of these days I'll find the right occasion to wear the earrings.
12. A bag full of make-up from the cosmetic counter at Macy's!
13. The opportunity to double my money by picking the cup under which sat a pretty red ball. Three cup monte. I was in my early 20s, sitting in the back of a bus heading downtown in San Francisco. I knew better, but, for that day. $20, poof, gone.
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