The dumbest thing you have ever bought...

Land..... Without looking at it first.

Later gave it back, lost thousands. Oh well, can't take it with you.
 

Loads od things ......More So since hubby illness.....Trying out Lots of Aids
But Not really a loss , as i passed them all on to the OTs ...(occupational Therapist dept)
 
A Sleep Number bed; not worth what it cost at all.
In 2005 I asked my chiropractor for a bed recommendation and he said sleep number. It’s impossible to wear them out unless you can no longer get parts for the pump. We had a king and each of us set the bed to the firmness we each wanted. Two years ago we divorced and the bed was still perfect.
I let him keep the bed because the bedrooms are small in my condo. Being alone I bought a queen. I will never need another bed so in the long run they are cheaper.

The only people that I have met who didn’t like them were couples that bought queens. I am speculating that a queen isn’t big enough for each person to have their side set for a different firmness without the other person being affected.
 
Land..... Without looking at it first.

Later gave it back, lost thousands. Oh well, can't take it with you.
Hey, thanks for the reminder. Back in the 80's, I bought some Wyoming land site unseen. I pictured clear lakes reflecting mountains and maybe some buffalo roaming around. Finally got a chance to visit it. What a shock. :eek: Got off I-80 somewhere near the Creston exit and headed north. First indication that something was amiss was the fact that the dirt road soon turned into two tracks in the grass. Nothing out there to see but the curve of the earth, poison water holes with bleached bones around them, and about a billion prairie dogs popping out of the ground. (probably wondering what the fool in the motor home was doing out here). After driving for what seemed forever, I got to the fork in the (cough) "road" where I had been told to turn left at the ranch. Well, the ranch was 3 broken down railroad cars. Anyway, a bit more driving and I came upon some little stakes with orange ribbons blowing in the endless wind. Ahhh, my 40 acres of Wyoming. Well, I took the loss and bailed on being a Wyoming mini rancher.
PS. the only sign of human life I saw the whole time was some dude buzzed over me in an airplane. I could just hear the conversation when he landed. BwaaaHaaaa, you should'a seen the rube in the motor home I flew over. Probably bought some of that worthless land from old Clem. :ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO:
 

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