While waiting for Fiddledaddy to finish an appointment, I found myself alone, and within a block or so of a Big Lots.
I hang my frugal head in shame when I tell you that I’ve never step foot inside of a Big Lots store. Oh, I’ve perused the ads, and have made vague statements about the need to check it out some day. But our closest Big Lots is not very close at all.
This was my opportunity.
I was worried, because when faced with a store full of useless crap at bargain basement prices, I am likely to lose my mind.
I found the last remaining shopping cart, and entered the glass double doors. Clearly marked “EXIT.” I reasoned that I needed a cart not for all the useless crap I was likely to fill it up with, but as a sort of “walker” which is needed in these days leading up to my knee surgery.
I can justify most anything.
I stealthily moved up and down each aisle, like a cat in search of elusive prey. I paused at the aisle which boasted of name brand drugstore items marked 50% off. Oh, Big Lots, you have my number. In fact, they carried a brand of Calgon lotion that Wal*Mart no longer carries. I threw 2 tubes into the cart. But then I paused, opened the lotion, sniffed, and put a bit on my arm. A little stinky. Okay. So I put one of the tubes back on the shelf. I walked a few more steps, smelled of my arm again, and realized that a tube of this stuff would be a grave error.
Made worse because of my frugal makeup, in that no matter how foul smelling it was, I would be hell bent on using it UNTIL THE TUBE WAS COMPLETELY VOID OF LOTION. I’ve been down that aisle before.
My cart was again empty.
The toy aisle didn’t lure me to toss anything in the basket. I scoffed at the prices. I moved on to toilet paper, then food items. I get a better deal at Wal*Mart.
The only single item in the entire store that I considered snapping up, was a white kitchen utility cart with a butcher block top and storage underneath. To the tune of $129.99. It was the perfect size for my postage stamp kitchen. But Fiddledaddy and I have an agreement that we don’t spend over $100 for anything without written and expressed consent. And a pinky swear to get rid of something in its place.
So I took a picture to make my case later in the day. Photographic evidence works so much better than me trying to describe something with wild gestures and a high pitched voice. It’s a great height, and would totally take the place of the bar stool that I drag across the kitchen when I need extra work space. I had been coveting one I saw at Sears a year or so ago for over $200.
What do you think? Go back and snap it up? Or look for one at a garage sale for SO MUCH LESS MONEY?
In the end, I parked the cart at the front of the store and left empty handed. Big Lots, you disappointed me. OR. May, just maybe, I’ve sprouted some will power and am able to resist all the useless crap that before would lure me as I walked down the aisles.
But then, it’s a well known fact that will power and I are not on speaking terms. I discovered this when I went next door to try on blouses and THE SIZE THAT USED TO FIT ME? Well, mysteriously, it is now made smaller than it ought to be. Which is just wrong.
So, am I missing something at Big Lots? Did I just hit it on a bad day, or have y’all found some really great bargains?
Have a fabulous weekend, everyone!