This title is inspired by my dear hubby’s new Amazon Prime membership. Don’t get me wrong I have been convinced of the power of Prime, have become a fan, and am desperately trying to not become an addict like dear hubby is sure to be. I concur with hubby when he claims the fee paid for itself within the first few shipments just before Christmas. It’s already cut down on my trips to stores I loathe, our exposure to viruses from shopping carts at said stores, headaches brought on by melancholy florescent lighting there, annoyance fueled by fellow shoppers in pajamas & such with no respect for the right side of the aisle, and aggravation over long lines met by understandably grumpy cashiers. Come to think of it that makes this little membership darn near priceless. Dear hubby has scored all sorts of “deals” to date, including his most recent purchase of snifters. Yes, you read that right – snifters; It’s a nice word, right? It flows off the tongue: \ˈsnif-tər\.
I madly love this man and have come to accept his love of things. I’m sure he doesn’t like that I pick on his ‘things,” but he knows he is welcome to reciprocate by picking on my quirkiness anytime. I have come to notice that mostly all men have them - things. I have also come to notice that we women mostly do not. I don’t have things that I dabble in and nurture with purchases from Prime. Do you? I just don’t. I don’t know why I don’t. I’m more of a bargain hunter I guess. My time, energy, and brain is so pulled in every direction I wouldn’t know how to get to know what things I’d even enjoy spending more money and time on. I’m starting to think that I should though. I mean I have hobbies like this blog for instance, and I have dabbled in other things that did cost startup money like jewelry making, mosaics, and other crafty things that I would love to devote time to sometime. This blog a “thing” that I partake in, spend time with, and enjoy contributing to, and all it costs is my time. It doesn’t even pay. I do it, because I love the sound of this keyboard as I type away about whatever is sitting there in my forebrain ready to get out. And once it’s out – it truly is out.
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Hubby and his friends have things – like said snifters, cars, gadgetry in their cars, cigars (sigh), way too much ESPN (& more sports channels than I can count on both hands), cool televisions, grilling equipment, books on all sorts of topics, collections, devices, doomafladgies, etc. I know what they’ll say upon reading this. I’m not jealous, fellas. I’m simply making an observation. Your affection for your things is actually quite cute. Hubby has a strong liking for his new guitar that he affectionately named Sadie (as in Sexy Sadie - you know, The Beatles song). Sadie is made of wood, and she is sexy alright. I must say I truly do love the way she sounds when he strums her. His last guitar was nearly twenty years old, and Sadie was a smart purchase for sure. Sometimes this affection of things that men have is expensive and can be mildly annoying. We women stick together on this and have no problem making that clear to you men when you don’t see it.
Men should have things. I’m not saying that hubby shouldn’t spend money on himself. He deserves to do that whenever he wishes, and I know he believes the same to be true for me. He works hard, is a beyond loyal employee, a truly good & spiritually grounded being, a wonderful Daddy, and best of all, he loves me which is some-“thing” sort of wonderful in itself. Besides life is too short to be a total penny saver, men. Sorry if I offend any extreme couponers here – that’s not my intention. I actually aspire to be more like you.
So, women (& extreme couponers), if you have any pointers on Prime or things in general that I should be privy to, then please speak up. I think I want things. They seem fun. Things from Amazon that can arrive in two days! Things that take only one crazy click to move from my virtual cart to my doorstep! Things that bring the elation that only a true bargain can bring. Things like – hmmm…I don’t know, perhaps I should just start with the essential things I always find that our home needs like toilet paper, dish soap, cereal, feminine products, and what not. My lady friends tell me it’s time to investigate the virtual world of Subscribe & Save. Pointers on “things” in that seemingly daunting world full of things are welcome, too! I know I could be saving more money on things, and to me that feeling must be about as exciting as a man wearing a permagrin from ear to ear as he retrieves a box of snifters from his front porch.