How I won


 You don't get me with no gimics. First time I heard of the contest I thought it was a trick. Maybe I was a little scared. It's not easy to spend money. There's an art to shopping. You have to look for value as well as price. No cheap sales here. But you gotta look to get the best for the least.

 Lots of women leaped into it without thinking, foaming at the mouth for a shot at $5000 and a spree through the mall. I wasn't so sure and took friends to coax me into it.

 "You spend so much time up there in the mall anyway," my friends said. "You're bound to win that thing."

 Maybe you'd call it training, warm up exercises like the althletes do. But it didn't come without headaches. When I first started shopping my husband had a fit, complaining how I was never at home and the kids ate cereal three times a day. But he had a change of heart when the mall gave us the money, saying it was well worth the lonely nights and meals alone.

 The contest was nothing. When everybody else ran out of cash, I still had $300 left to spend and more stuff in my basket than anybody. I guess I learned a lot by avoiding watching trash on TV like news and movies. "The Price is Right" is our kind of program. You might even say we watch it religiously. Even the kids.

 The only problem is that we've run out of room at home. Over the years, I've collected so much stuff it's hard to find space for it all. God knows how much more the $5000 prize will bring. Whole closets full of unused clothing still with the price tag on. Even if I change clothing three times a day, I'll never get through it all. But I never have to worry about matching a bottom with a top. It's just that fashions changes so quickly...



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