Everyday Randomness

Hubby just came in here and asked me if I’d be willing to part with my 1993 Saturn sc2. Even though the car has been out of commission for about 3 years now, it’s my baby. I’ve held onto it hoping one day I could fix it up again and do the things I want to it. I’ve always wanted to throw a custom turbo system into it. Seriously, turbo Saturns are awesome, I fell in love with this one years ago, and I’d love to do that to mine.

Hubby knows I’ve held onto it, and in a way he has, too. We dropped so much cash in that car it’s ridiculous, but a lot of it was Hubby’s fault. He thought he was a race car driver in it, and because of that we went through 5 transmissions. He’d sling the pin through the bell housing, knock a hole in it, and we’d have to replace it. The last one we finally had the pin welded in place, and then we dumped a ton of cash into the car. We rebuilt the motor and the backup motor we had, beefed up the suspension (and the Saturn sc2s use coilovers), ripped out the interior and replaced it, and did a ton of other stuff. It didn’t matter though. The pin might have been welded in place, but Hubby still ended up breaking it. That’s when we parked it and decided it wasn’t worth fixing at the time, but I always had hopes we’d fix it again one day.

Now Hubby has a friend that wants to buy it as a parts car. He’s willing to give me $500 for it, and honestly, it’s not even worth that much. We’ve beat it black and blue, and if I do sell it to him I won’t allow him to pay me that much. See what a good person I am? *eye roll* But now, I have to convince myself to part with it. It’s going to be a really hard thing to do.

I’m kind of pissed after my trip to Ingles tonight. We hit up the grocery store tonight for a few things to get us through the week. Our Angel Food boxes come in Friday, so I didn’t want to go all out on grocery shopping. I need to save room to put up all the Angel Food stuff. Anywho, I took off to Ingles with $35 on my debit card and a list of a few things we need.

I always walk around the store and add up everything on my cell phone while I’m shopping to make sure I don’t go over budget. Tonight I added things up to roughly $28, but when I checked out it was $34.45. I didn’t think much of it because I normally allow a bit of a buffer because Hubby tends to throw a couple extra things in the buggy without telling me.

When I got home I sat down with my receipt to see what he might have bought that was extra. He didn’t get anything extra at all. Instead, the prices on my receipt didn’t match up with the prices advertised in the store. They do, however, match up with the prices in the weekly ads listed online, so that tells me the store clerks haven’t changed over the pricing signs yet or they were printed wrong. Considering there was a price difference on about 5 items I bought I’m guessing they haven’t changed the signs.

For instance, I love those baked/mashed potato microwaveable boat things. They’re great for me to eat for lunch since I don’t eat a big lunch anyway. They’re also super quick to fix. Normally I’ll buy 2 or 3 boxes (2 per box) when I hit the store, but this week Mr. Dee’s brand was on sale (according to the sign on the freezer door) at 5 boxes for $4. I went ahead and grabbed 5 boxes. When I checked my receipt I was charged 2 for $4 which is the price they’re listed at for this week. Sunday starts a new sale week, and that’s almost always the day I do my grocery shopping.

I’m more or less pissed off at myself for not checking the prices as we rang them up or before I left the store. I let Hubby run through self checkout while I ran out to the car to grab my debit card that I’d accidentally left in the console, so I didn’t pay any attention. I still should have taken the time to look over the charges before letting him rush me out of the store.

I know it doesn’t seem like a lot, but when it comes down to my grocery bill $4-5 difference is huge for me and my budget, especially when you add it up weekly. Bottom line, I shouldn’t have let Hubby ring it up without checking, but if the prices change on Sunday Ingles shouldn’t be advertising old prices inside the store! I know for a fact if I’d caught the error before I left they would have honored the cheaper price. We’ve had that happen to us before when Milk was advertised as 1.99/gal but the actual sign was supposed to read 1.99/gal with purchase of a certain other product. We caught the mistake, and they gave it to us for the discounted price anyway.

Maybe I should shoot a complaint off to the Ingles franchise asking they check into why the prices aren’t showing correctly in the stores.

I swear I may be super accident prone, but Hubby blows me out of the water. He’s all the time doing something. Lately when he comes home with a big bandage wrapped around his hand I don’t say “Oh my god baby what happened?” Instead now I normally give him the “What did you do this time?”

He just has terrible luck with his hands. There was the time he ended up with a nail through the center of his hand when he was a teenager. He’s got all kinds of scars from slicing his hands with knives and box cutters, and just recently a staple gun slipped and shot a staple straight through his finger. Luckily there was no damage. It went straight through without hitting anything.

So today I was laying in bed watching our new 42″ tv that I’m in love with while Hubby was cooking dinner, and Hubby came running through to the bathroom with blood on his finger. I wasn’t surprised at all. I did leave the man in the kitchen with knives. What surprised me is he jabbed his hand with a butter knife…right in the center. I think I’m just going to have to hide all the knives in the house no matter how dull they are.

I’m about to wake Hubby up.  He wants to hit up Walmart this morning for the tv that he insists he just has to have.  Considering I’ve been wanting a new tv as well I finally gave in to his pleading.  I knew he was serious when he said he wanted the tv now and the Playstation 3 later.  That man has talked about nothing all week but that PS3.

What I don’t like is how he freaked out over the whole Black Friday thing.  He has never in his life been shopping on Black Friday, so he doesn’t know how hectic it can be.  He’s just going off of what everyone else has told him, so he’s freaking out even more.

We had to make a trip to Walmart last night for some much needed items.  Yeah, Aunt Flo decided to come to town about the time all the other stores in the area closed!  Yay for me!  The store was absolutely dead, but on our way out we saw a group of 3 cars on the far side of the parking lot, and these people were setting up tents.  Yes!  In Walmart’s parking lot!

Of course, I thought they were just plain stupid.  Not only has it been freezing cold tonight, but come on people.  NOTHING is worth camping out in the freakin’ Walmart parking lot for.  Hubby on the other hand freaked out and decided if those people were camping out to be first in line then something was up, so he must be at the store by 4am to make sure he gets his damn tv.

He’s even figured out a game plan.  We go in, split up, and search.  As soon as one of us finds the tvs we sit on them and call the other person immediately.  Then we camp out for an hour or so until 5am rolls around and we can grab the first one.  Luckily Walmart here doesn’t make you wait outside like the one in Sleazely does.  There have been a couple times in the past we’ve gotten there early enough to camp out for things after Christmas, but never WAY early.  We always show up like 20 minutes beforehand and sit by the pallet of goods.

This morning I have strict instructions to drag him out of bed by 3am, so I’ve got right about 5 minutes before I have to go wake his ass up.  I knew there was no way I was going to go to sleep at 11pm and be up by 3am.  Once my head hits that pillow and I fall into dreamland I have to get at least 8 hours or the person waking me is going to be in some serious pain.

I know I’ll eventually sleep sometime today, and since our friend Dawn is working the early bird shift at Dunkin’ Donuts this morning I think we should be hitting her up for some coffee right about 6am.  There’s no way I’ll make it through the rest of the day if we don’t.

We’ve got other things we have to do this morning, then around lunch time I have to find time to come home and sleep.   My father-in-law’s band has a gig that we swore we wouldn’t miss, so I’m definitely not sleeping through it.  Ugh.  It’s 2:58.  I guess I need to go drag his ass outa bed.

Wish us luck!  Hopefully I’ll be watching the Clemson vs. South Carolina game tomorrow on my brand new 42″ lcd hdtv!