Ok. Where we live is directly across the road from the auctions. This is both an excellent thing, and a financially bad thing. But mainly an excellent thing! Because it means that every Monday afternoon we get to go to a chilly concrete warehouse, dig through a room full of treasures, decide what to bid on (apparently I don't have to bid every week, however I say phooey to that), then wait and see what we win! I have also had it explained to me that I'm not 'winning' when I'm 'paying', but again, I say phooey to that.Last week we got these three pieces of furniture for £10! It was like Christmas! We've taken the glass out of the shelves and cleaned them up, and the drawers have become a makeshift dresser for moi with a gorgeous antique mirror hanging above that I won the week before...for £1!
Is it bad if the auctions are the highlight of my week?