Happy Sunday! It is warm and sunny and beautiful--finally.
I'm prepping for a staging next week. I'm sitting here cleaning lampshades to be packed. You know how nasty lampshades get with dust and dirt? How do you clean them? I use alcohol and cotton pads and gently rub, rub, rub, down, down, down. Then I hit the tops and bottoms which is often tricky where the cording is attached. It is a very zen activity that I find quite satisfying.
During my swiping, an incident popped into mind. This week, a friend asked me if I would like a small table and some other accessories for my staging loot. I'm not typically a skeptic, but I have a history of being put in an uncomfortable position. One time I was 'offered' two beautiful pottery urns. I oooed and aaaahed over them and gushed profuse thanks. "I thought you might want to buy them from me!" Even second hand, they were not a bargain. Being a coward, I picked one up and told him, "Wow! These are sooooo heavy! You know I am going to have to pass. It is difficult to lug heavy items around for staging." Lame, I know but it was the best I could come up with.
Then I reached deep in the recesses of my memory and remember another time I felt 'burned'. (Or maybe I'm just stupid and can't read between the lines.) Anyway, someone invited us to their beach house, gave great details about the dates, location, etc. When I said, "That sounds divine!" The beachcomber told me that her husband would be in touch with our portion of the rent.
(Least you think I am a loser magnet, I have been the recipient of many gracious offerings.)
So, how do you handle it when someone offers you tickets to a concert, show, or sporting event and you don't know the deal? Do you offer to pay for something you don't particularly care to pay for but would go to if it was a freebie?
Thanks for listening lovelies! Appreciate your thoughts!