Sweet Siren Song

My husband has an iron will and cannot be tempted by anything...except the Siren's call of "Good Deal," "Cheap Stuff." And when the call comes, he has no power over her. On Friday, she called from a neighborhood garage sale, in the form of an extremely huge treadmill with an extremely small price tag. Did I mention this thing is HUGE?! Huge, but outfitted with all the bells and whistles. And so, we have made room in the living room, and have been overwhelmed with inspiration to lose pounds that we never quite invited to join us but that we never turned away either. (Can you say Chuy's)? That's the goal, anyway. We'll see if it makes it past our next garage sale!