Impulse Purchase

Impulse Purchase

We were at Liquidation World* last week because we heard they had good prices on airless wheelbarrow tires. It seems our current wheelbarrow tire makes a better sprinkler than a tire (something to do with an excess of wild rose thorn holes).

I know you’re thinking well then, don’t you already have an airless tire? Indeed we do, but the variety my husband sought was sponge-like and wouldn’t ever leak again and require his attention.

Anyway, I digress.

While the husband checked out airless tires, I spotted a beautiful blue/green pot I thought would look nice on our front porch. (We don’t need a pot that would look nice on our front porch.) But it sported a neon SALE sticker and the blue/green colour went well with the new siding.

But there was no price on the pot. So with the husband otherwise occupied, I inquired as to the lovely blue/green pot’s, SALE price. While the clerk looked it up, I considered how much I’d pay for a blue/green pot we don’t need even if it does match the new siding.

Then the clerk said it was just $35.00.

Oh dear! Now I had a dilemma. Not only was the lovely blue/green pot (that we didn’t need) reasonably priced—some would say cheap, but the clerk informed me that it wasn’t just a lovely pot. It was a lovely pot that included a water feature; one of those numbers with the bamboo spout and a wee pump the size of your thumb. I imagined a tiny pond; something into which you could drop a lily pad or some other aquatic plant (which I know nothing about).

How could I resist? The husband didn’t even roll his eyes when I handed over the cash. He then trundled our new blue/green fountain pot—that we don’t need—out to the truck.

It’s now situated on the porch. It’s been washed, filled with water and, I’m happy to report, sounds just like a tiny babbling brook. I closed my eyes and smiled, picturing a forest creek with river rocks and overhanging boughs dripping moss…

And then it hits me…

Don’t we already have running water from October through April? Of course we do – we live in a rain forest. It rains a lot. In fact, isn’t that babbling brook of a pump reminiscent of the water that dribbles through our gutters and into our downspouts for most of the year?

What was I thinking? As I write this post, I can hear the water in the pretty blue/green pot babbling away. It sounds like someone is peeing on the porch. Forget the lily pad – I’m going to buy some soil and pot up something quiet and dry. A cactus appeals to me for some reason.

Do you have an impulse purchase you want to fess up to?

 

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*Liquidation World has since closed 🙁