In more ways than one really. I got the scratch card again from the post office, a different one this time, one nearer to me, but would I have the same good luck. I bought the same type of card too, not willing to experiment with any others, besides, this was the cheapest one, I am not sure I can afford to splash out anymore than a pound on one of these things. I suppose the greater the risk, the greater the reward but still, as a safe to nonexistent gambler, I have very little to risk to be honest.
I got the card and put it in my purse, as I always do. Maybe I should put it in my pocket next time or hold it in my hand until I get home, my purse could be an undoer of good things. There is hardly any money in it anyway. I left with the ticket safely secured and ventured into the charity shop. I really must stop going in there. I find I get books cheaply in there. It is also a bit of a lottery but unlike the library where I sometimes go for free books, I do not have to return them after 3 weeks. I borrow so many that I never have the time to go through them all and end up taking them all back en masse so I am not hoarding them when someone else could be using them. With the charity shop, for the grand price of 20p to 50p depending on the book and the amount I buy, I get to keep the book forever and not worry about having to take them back. I have made some good finds there too, but I must going there as every time I do venture in, I leave with a book or five.
I take my new book, a nonfiction paperback, based on turn of the century events which I find myself drawn to of late, and my scratch card and go home. I am currently reading another book so I do not even look at the one I got today. If I did, I would start to read it, I am like a child with a present or a selection of sweets and spoiled for choice. I leave the book in my bag. I eventually get out the scratch card, I always forget it until I am settled and reflect on the day; what have I done, where did I go, and then it hits me, oh, I have that scratch card in my bag. I wonder if my luck will change today. What will I do with a win; there is no shortage of things to do and get, places to go, upgrades of electrical and non electrical items, the list goes on.
Alas, the fact that I am not blogging "I WON, I WON!!!! So long loser’s" means that I am still one of the masses still searching fervently and hopelessly for a winner. So instead, my blog shall state, "long live us losers and long may continue we inspire each other and ourselves with our mundane lives and our ambitious dreams".
I got the card and put it in my purse, as I always do. Maybe I should put it in my pocket next time or hold it in my hand until I get home, my purse could be an undoer of good things. There is hardly any money in it anyway. I left with the ticket safely secured and ventured into the charity shop. I really must stop going in there. I find I get books cheaply in there. It is also a bit of a lottery but unlike the library where I sometimes go for free books, I do not have to return them after 3 weeks. I borrow so many that I never have the time to go through them all and end up taking them all back en masse so I am not hoarding them when someone else could be using them. With the charity shop, for the grand price of 20p to 50p depending on the book and the amount I buy, I get to keep the book forever and not worry about having to take them back. I have made some good finds there too, but I must going there as every time I do venture in, I leave with a book or five.
I take my new book, a nonfiction paperback, based on turn of the century events which I find myself drawn to of late, and my scratch card and go home. I am currently reading another book so I do not even look at the one I got today. If I did, I would start to read it, I am like a child with a present or a selection of sweets and spoiled for choice. I leave the book in my bag. I eventually get out the scratch card, I always forget it until I am settled and reflect on the day; what have I done, where did I go, and then it hits me, oh, I have that scratch card in my bag. I wonder if my luck will change today. What will I do with a win; there is no shortage of things to do and get, places to go, upgrades of electrical and non electrical items, the list goes on.
Alas, the fact that I am not blogging "I WON, I WON!!!! So long loser’s" means that I am still one of the masses still searching fervently and hopelessly for a winner. So instead, my blog shall state, "long live us losers and long may continue we inspire each other and ourselves with our mundane lives and our ambitious dreams".
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