I went shopping today with my 14yo and 5yo girls. We went to Walgreens, Rite Aid, CVS, Buehler's and Wal-Mart respectively for some wonderful savings I hope to blog about soon. My older daughter is such a wonderful help, but tonight when we arrived home I was none too please to find out my coupon box was MIA. (!) It was partly my fault for wanting the purchases a certain way in the van, but I placed the blame on her too since she pushed the cart back to the cart rack.
I walked in the door practically shouting to use my husband's cellphone, since it is long distance to call Wal-Mart from our home. You'd thought I lost a child. I told told customer service what happened and they said they would send someone outside to check and call me back when they found it. I searched the van a few more times just for good measure too. I don't think they realized the importance of my little black coupon box. To me it is equal to what a little black book is to a single guy.
Twenty minutes after I called Wal-Mart still no call; I was getting very antsy because I remembered not only all my hard work and time and coupons, but I had my receipts needed for my WGs and Rite Aid rebates in there plus $5 CVS EBs. Actually, I was on the verge of tears.
Well, my wonderful husband offered to go to Wal-Mart to check things out for himself since still no call after 30 minutes. I felt badly since it is 14 miles away, but you know how much labor and love goes into our coupon clipping and there were some great coupons in there begging to be used.
The outcome is wonderful. He found it right where I left it. He's my knight in shining armor for sure!
