Back in the early 1990s, I landed my first full-time job at a newspaper. I used a Macintosh computer to build ads, and from there, my preference for Macs grew. I've owned PCs, mostly because they're easier on my pocketbook, but they get the job done too. I just like Macs better, so back in 2006, I bought one to use while I do freelance work. Now, it's 6 years old, a dinosaur in the tech world, so every now and then, I have to talk myself out of buying a new one; the old one does just fine -- for now.
On Saturday, Woot had a good deal on a Macintosh computer -- roughly $250 cheaper than it would've been if it were being sold through Apple. It might've been refurbished -- I didn't hang around the site enough to see because the temptation to buy one for myself was pretty strong. It had the Lion operating system (mine has Snow Leopard) and more RAM than my current one. I told myself I'd go back to Woot at 10 p.m., and if the site wasn't sold out, I'd call my husband to discuss getting one. My thinking was that I'd probably get wrapped up in other things and forget to go back.
But I didn't forget. At 10 p.m., Woot still was not sold out. I admit, for about three minutes, I told myself it must be fate and I should buy one.
I don't know how, but I managed to close my browser without calling husband, without clicking the "I Want One" button.
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