Ordinarily I’d say a Christmas tree, but my ex-girlfriend is living with me and she bought some 2-foot-tall fiber-optic-adorned monstrosity from Wal*Mart and set it on my kitchen table. Heh…
Until I started dating my current girlfriend, I didn’t have most of the essentials for baking - pans, measuring cups, mixing bowls, that sort of stuff. I’ve never cooked or baked much of anything in my life. I swear, the first time she spent a month at my house she bought at least $200 of that crap. Oh, I didn’t own an iron or an ironing board until she came along, either. I don’t buy clothes that require ironing. Hell, neither does she - she only wanted it for her needlework fabrics.
Coke, Pepsi or other carbonated soft drinks. When I was a kid, Coke was a rare treat - and even so, we drank it diluted with water. When I moved out, I bought lots of Coke and Dr Pepper for a while as programming fuel, but stopped soon: I found the stuff too sugary to drink frequently, so a bottle would last me two or three weeks and become horribly flat.
Ditto on those for me. I have high speed Internet at work, so that might change if I were to lose my job.
Doorbell never worked from Day One owning the house. I just stayed with the brass knocker; it’s never been an inconvenience.
No cable is what floors my co-workers. They can’t conceive of not having hundreds of channels at the press of a button. I don’t have time to keep up with network TV, let alone cable. And $40/month makes it a budget item, and it would be much better spent on more frivolous tools for the woodworking shop.