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the balm squad
Oct. 2nd, 2024 10:36 amA few weeks ago I invested in a Purple mattress. After a couple nights I found it uncomfortable and tried to return it. Unfortunately have been purchased at a mattress outlet and that was not eligible to be returned. I wish I had known that before purchasing a Sleep Number mattress. I put the Purple mattress up for sale on Facebook Marketplace hoping to get anything at all to help pay for this expenditure. I spent just over $1000 I was hoping to walk away with perhaps $600. I got no decent offers but a lot of people who graciously offered to take it off my hands for free.
Over the course of this I was contacted by a woman named Sharon from Chapel Hill. She suffered some sort of medical issues with hampered her ability to walk well. She said her old mattress had worn out and she was really in need of a new one . She'd have to wait a couple weeks before her next disability paycheck before she could offer me anything. At that point I knew who I was giving this mattress to. We emailed back-and-forth a few times and I told her I would hold it as long as I needed to. We never discussed the price because I want to surprise her by saying there is no price. She said she could come the first Saturday of October. But then a couple of weeks ago, through no fault of mine, my Marketplace ad was deleted by Facebook. No big deal.
No big deal until I realized that also erased all of my contacts with Sharon. I never wrote down any of her info, relying on Facebook to store it until needed. I have been a hard-core freaking out the last couple weeks. I’ve placed multiple ads on Marketplace with her name in the title hoping to catch her eye. I really want to give this to her because it’s the break that she may have needed. That bit of good karma to set you straight. To get your life back on track aa little. I don’t like the idea of taking a $1000 hit but I do like the idea of being in a position where I can help make someone’s life better. I have been complaining nonstop about how upset I am about this whole bloody thing.
Erica and I have been downstairs in the lobby yesterday and when we got home I looked at the mattress, still in its place on the the living room Floor. i explained to her that I would let it sit there until December if it took me that long to find Sharon. I was brokenhearted thinking about how happy she must’ve been to get something she’s needed desperately, then all of a sudden losing contact. I grumbled for a few more seconds until Erica handed my a beer. I rolled over the kitchen and popped it open as we went on with our night. About five minutes later my iPod beeped, indicating a text message. Probably one of the guys talking shit about sports so I ignored it. I finally got back to my iPod up half an hour later and shouted out “thank you Jeebus!?!? Holy shit times five! It was Sharon! The first time I’ve heard from her in the two weeks since deleting her texts. She said she hadn’t heard from me in a bit and was just checking in. Apparently even though my emails have been erased hers were not. She had no clue how badly I have been freaking out the last few weeks. We are hooking up Saturday night for her to pick up the Purple mattress. When it gets to haggling over the price....I am shooting for five American dollars.
There are a couple of reasons that I can feel Meh today. But instead I feel good knowing I am helping someone When they are in a moment of need. Thank you Sharon for letting me help you and letting me feel I am finally making a difference in someone’s life.
Over the course of this I was contacted by a woman named Sharon from Chapel Hill. She suffered some sort of medical issues with hampered her ability to walk well. She said her old mattress had worn out and she was really in need of a new one . She'd have to wait a couple weeks before her next disability paycheck before she could offer me anything. At that point I knew who I was giving this mattress to. We emailed back-and-forth a few times and I told her I would hold it as long as I needed to. We never discussed the price because I want to surprise her by saying there is no price. She said she could come the first Saturday of October. But then a couple of weeks ago, through no fault of mine, my Marketplace ad was deleted by Facebook. No big deal.
No big deal until I realized that also erased all of my contacts with Sharon. I never wrote down any of her info, relying on Facebook to store it until needed. I have been a hard-core freaking out the last couple weeks. I’ve placed multiple ads on Marketplace with her name in the title hoping to catch her eye. I really want to give this to her because it’s the break that she may have needed. That bit of good karma to set you straight. To get your life back on track aa little. I don’t like the idea of taking a $1000 hit but I do like the idea of being in a position where I can help make someone’s life better. I have been complaining nonstop about how upset I am about this whole bloody thing.
Erica and I have been downstairs in the lobby yesterday and when we got home I looked at the mattress, still in its place on the the living room Floor. i explained to her that I would let it sit there until December if it took me that long to find Sharon. I was brokenhearted thinking about how happy she must’ve been to get something she’s needed desperately, then all of a sudden losing contact. I grumbled for a few more seconds until Erica handed my a beer. I rolled over the kitchen and popped it open as we went on with our night. About five minutes later my iPod beeped, indicating a text message. Probably one of the guys talking shit about sports so I ignored it. I finally got back to my iPod up half an hour later and shouted out “thank you Jeebus!?!? Holy shit times five! It was Sharon! The first time I’ve heard from her in the two weeks since deleting her texts. She said she hadn’t heard from me in a bit and was just checking in. Apparently even though my emails have been erased hers were not. She had no clue how badly I have been freaking out the last few weeks. We are hooking up Saturday night for her to pick up the Purple mattress. When it gets to haggling over the price....I am shooting for five American dollars.
There are a couple of reasons that I can feel Meh today. But instead I feel good knowing I am helping someone When they are in a moment of need. Thank you Sharon for letting me help you and letting me feel I am finally making a difference in someone’s life.