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There Should Be a Function on the Computer to Limit eBay Looking Time

Seriously. That's pretty much THE site I look at all the time. I managed to win my first auction, a double stroller. Then a retractable Jr name badge clip, a book and a cute little wallet. I went to check out other items I was watching (I bid right before it ends, I learned my lesson) and noticed that the person I bought the stroller from is no longer a registered user. I then saw that they had received 30 negative feedbacks in the last WEEK!!!! Most for shipping taking forever. Thank god we used PayPal and are insured to get our money back. If we don't get the stroller in a couple weeks like we're supposed to, I'm gonna be really mad. I saved $22 dammit. I don't really want to go to the store and pay full price. Grrrr

PJ is staying with us now as they are moved up to the Cities. He hasn't been hired up there yet so he's crashing here. I'll be going over to Linds' apartment after work tonight to finish cleaning it. I would have had it done on Mon but then Popcorn Boy made sure that didn't happen. The joys of motherhood. Ahhh

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Anonymous said…
Oh nooo! Always gotta check the feedback!! And you have to watch out for those people that will give you (what you think is) a great deal but that's because they're going to charge you an arm & a leg for shipping. Grrrr. Best of luck!
8:43 AM
Beckle the Freckle said…
Ahhh, eBay! Is there anything more exciting than getting a really great deal on something--only to discover they've shafted you on shipping and crap feedback? Still, the auction bug is there and you can't shake it. (Should I even admit I was just there ogling rotisserie motors?) I hope you get your stroller intact and everything!

Your blog totally cracks me up, btw...I was messing around looking at Doodlebops stuff (I have a crazed 2 year old) and I found a fellow follower. Hooray! It's nice to know all us Moms are in this together.

Becky
1:36 AM
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