Four lines of prose about: bargain hunting.
Today I bought enough plywood to use as subfloor for the entire cabin, as well as linoleum for the bathroom and kitchen. Oh, and picked and packed up for the market tomorrow morning.
Me tired now.
The store was set to open at exactly 8:01 A.M. for the sale of the century and I was ready for it. There was no way I wasn't going to get that flat screen TV I'd had my eye on for months - there were only two in stock, and at 50% off they were going to go quick.
But one of them was coming home with me, no matter what.
Sure, the lineup was already around the block when I arrived at six o'clock, but that wouldn't last long - not once those uncommitted slackers saw the dynamite I'd strapped to my chest.