Normally, I get lots and lots of notifications of special offers in my email. I let them come and scan through the senders because I have learned sometimes a retailer will offer stubborn resisters of email offers a really, really good deal . . . before the offer goes more public a day later or whatever. I do not turn my nose up at 50% off products I really want to buy anyway – oh, like Yankee Candles and Easy Spirit shoes/boots.
But what makes up my email is not my point here; my point the amount . . . and what happened yesterday. From the magic number of 2:22 pm until way after 11, I received not one notice, alert, or anything at all. Now, just three days after Christmas, I found this extremely odd. For nine hours, nobody wanted to alert me to any deal, anywhere, at any price.
In today’s world, that might almost be a sign that the world has ended – sort of a sky is falling scenario.
I have been thinking about today’s world and how short amount of time it takes to make something an “antique” – and I am not talking about moi. But surely duct tape is forever as the fixer of anything . . . but then we thought that about baling wire. Sigh.
We used baling wire for everything on the ranch. But then we went to baling twine when Dad got the round baler. At least 15 years ago I got a bale of twine from my brother and I still have it. I use it for everything. That stuff it tough! Orange poly twine. It’s almost gone and I’m going to have to go and buy some more. Darned stuff is as handy as the wire was and a lot more pliable.
And the Northern Lights you do (post above), I like this idea. I might just do it myself. I always think it a shame that we take down Christmas so quickly because the lights are my favorite part.