......on how many of you love flyers?
Sometimes I feel very alone in this world.
One of the things that I look forward to every week (aside from Friday's at 6:00) is Friday afternoon when our local paper arrives. Not as much for the news but for the juicy tidbits inside that get a scan before the paper does......
.....flyers my friends, flyers.
I can't tell you why or when for sure it started but I can't get enough of them......maybe partly because of my newly formed habit of coupon-clipping and price-comparing but it's more than that. I read flyers for stores we don't even have within a 45 minute drive. I read flyers for stores where, even if they were within a 45 minute drive, I probably still would never shop there.
It's funny, if I think of it. Why do I get flyers for Michael's, London Drugs, Best Buy and Jysk?
I guess because if the deal is good enough people from here will bundle up and hunker down for a three hour round trip to buy that one item they just have to have.
:: All that being said, I betcha can't guess what my favourite flyer is ::
The one my husband and I snatch away from each other and flip through more than once to make sure we didn't miss any good deals.
You'll never guess.
It's the Canadian Tire flyer.
There are weeks that I am bitterly dissappointed, being barraged by nothing but man tools and auto parts.
Then there are weeks, oh blessed weeks, with pages full of home organization, decor, garden accessories, and just all around pretty things for prices that make me mad at full price anything.
I was perusing through there the other day with my mom to get a garbage can for the trailer (half price) when she came across a 20 piece knife set (complete with eight steak knives, bread knives, two kitchen scissors and more) in a wooden block, all for $13.00 (75% off the regular price). Needless to say we both left the store with one.
Have I mentioned I love flyers.
Some other favourites are London Drugs (even though our new/first one is still concrete walls), Walmart and Michael's (even though I can count on one hand the amount of times I've walked through the doors).
Be assured I will wake tomorrow with an added spring in my step and sit on pins and needles for the familiar sound of someone coming into my carport and then leaving again one newspaper lighter.
Can I get a show of hands.......anyone?
I thought so, alone in the world.