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Two quick things that I wanted to share for both humor and fact...

For Christmas, my husband got me a salon style flat iron.  It's been great!  Gets VERY hot and styles my hair, just as I hoped!  Yesterday, I didn't unplug it OR turn it off.  I got home and immediately smelled something warm when I walked into our room.

Bottom line, my husband was right.  He has said, over and over again that someday I'll forget.  I was so upset but didn't say anything to him.  It was such a terrible feeling.  Now, I don't even want to use it.  Unless, I'm using it and then I unplug it, period.  No stepping away, no getting dress and coming back to it.  Just do it and be done.

Secondly, my husband just blue booked my car, and it's blue booking at $356.00.  Wow.  Speechless.


The good news is now that it happened, you won't ever forget that again! Wow on the blue
Quiet Oasis said…
The car - my recent car I traded in was brand new when I bought it, only 3 years old and depreciated in value like $15,000!!!! I guess they depreciate quickly. Wow.
Kristal said…
Ugh, I've done that before and now I unplug my straightener after every single use. Unplug it and put it in a drawer, actually, just to make sure it's not left on.
Anonymous said…
I have a Chi flat iron and am always terrified I will forget to unplug it/turn it off before I go to work. I may have even left work once or twice to go home and check on it... :-)
Katie in Iowa
the blue book sucks. Makes ya mad to look at it - because you couldn't replace your car for that amount? Stupid thing...

Set an alarm on your phone that goes off everyday that reminds you to check your flat iron...I have a crappy one that turns itself off. And it also doesn't get that hot.

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