My sister is always calling me on weekends to go to an auction, flea market, or some kind of yard sale. I don’t mind flea markets or yard sales, but I find auctions are boring. Usually there is only one thing I am interested in and it doesn’t go up for sale until the end of the auction. After waiting all that time, I am tired and cranky. I have my set price and I’ll yell it out, and normally get outbid. Like I said, I go to be with my sister, and not to spend money. However, last weekend, we went to an auction, and I wasn’t so upset. I had been planning on buying leather couches for my family room. It was a huge room with a fireplace, and I wanted new furniture. The auction was a huge furniture warehouse, and everything was selling dirt cheap. When I saw the leather couches, I was in love. They were a rich chocolate brown, with nail head upholstery. I was in love. I knew how much money was in the bank, and I was prepared to use it all. When the bidding started, I waited until the bids were up to a reasonable starting price. I couldn’t believe that when I bid, I won. One bid and everyone was done. I had only spent half the money on the leather couches than I had expected to pay. Along with the leather couches, I was able to pick up a couple of chairs in a lighter brown. My sister gave me an odd look when we went up to pay for my haul leather couches, and asked how we were getting them home?