sucker song

So, in a forthcoming post, I am to detail my brilliant plan for goal setting, that I will actually follow.

Needless to say, one includes getting more active. I have a plan. There's a YMCA with a pool not that far from my house - and it's the other way from everything, which is perfect. Why? Because I won't feel obligated to start my day directly after going to the pool. If it were, say, the same direction as school, or work, then I would feel the need to be practical, and continue in the same direction. (It makes sense in my head, okay.)

So, there is a monthly membership, but there are no contracts (Hallelujah!) so when I realize I probably won't keep this up, I just stop. Brilliant. And, there are still benefits to being a college student.

To cover the monthly membership (that I haven't officially done - remember, this is all in the planning stages), I decided to cancel my movie supplier membership, and my audio book membership. No worries, these are steps I contemplated taking anyway; currently because they've became more of an obligation - 'Thou MUST find movies/books to enjoy. NOW!' Someday that will change, and I'll begin again.

I'm waiting for my last movie of the month to come before I cancel the one before the next renewal period. No big deal. (Actually, it was. What movie is the perfect last movie? It was so hard deciding between a new installment of the Belgian Detective and his  Little Grey Cells, and Tim Burton and Danny Elfman's 9. I still fret it I made the right choice.)

Last night, as I was searching for the perfect swimsuit to replace the one that doesn't fit anymore (thus the desire for being more active), I thought, what a perfect time to cancel the audio book membership! I have absolutely no problems remembering things. My problem is remembering things when they are needed.

I digress from the thrilling narration but for a moment:

While in Rome, doing what the Romans do, we occasionally were stopped by street vendors and the like to partake of their wares. I even angered one man who gave me a 'free' rose in exchange for a donation. I gave him the rose back.

Cousin Paul taught us a song his dad had sung when attending a family wedding in Cancun. It's a very popular song among vendors: 'suuucker sucker sucker sucker suuuucccckkkker!'

Quite the lovely song, no?

Okay, back to the story.

I begin the process of stopping my membership. They ask you why you are canceling. Not needing to burden them with the reason I stated above (must enjoy books NOW) I chose the other reason of saving a few dollars.

Mmmhmm, they know a sucker when they see one.

The next page took you to an offer to accept a $20 coupon.

Ya. I caved.

Last night I fell asleep to From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler.

I can hear the strains now.... 'Suuuccker sucker suuccckkerrr....'