I went shopping today. For MYSELF.
I’ve been waiting for this day since my birthday. I got TWO gift cards from Kohl’s Department Stores, and I have been waiting for a sale deal that stretches my bucks. I did very well, I think.
I got 5 long sleeved cotton shirts, one pair of three-quarter length lounge pants, two sweaters (one cotton, one silk), a satin blouse, a stuffed Curious George and his book (for the girls), Chutes and Ladders, a toy TV remote for Saralyn and another shirt. Less my gift cards = $42. Then they gave me $30 in store cash to use next week. Shopping – practically free!
Wow, how did I do that? I hate shopping. I haven’t been shopping for clothes for myself in at least a year because it depresses me totally. Nothing fits. I can’t find what I want in my size. The stuff looks better on the hanger than on my back. I had to gear myself up and take my sister along as fashion adviser. She was blunt about her assessment of the clothes I tried on. At one point she mushed my boobs together to make sure they would look better if they were “higher and closer.” I would have been offended, but she was SO right. Moosh away, sister..I’m putty in your fashion hands.
Tony got up and out at 5AM, snatching up deals before the crack of dawn. He says he got just about everything he was hoping to secure. He and Bambi shopped and shared breakfast before I was even out of bed this morning. My sister and I didn’t get our shop on till 11, and we didn’t miss out on much, I think. The girls were incredibly patient, and, aside from Saralyn’s 5 poopie diapers, a joy to be with today. (By the end of the day, we were shopping for a cork! Stinky Stiny Stinky!!!)
This afternoon, I helped my parents set up their TWO Christmas trees, and when we came home, I set up my own. I hope to have pictures to show you soon, so stay tuned.
Oh, to be so young and have much extran energy . . . . .
big sigh . . . . .
I went shopping accidentally on Black Friday. I NEVER wanted to shop on that day. But somewhere around 3 p.m. Martin and I looked at each other and realized…oooops. here we are in Target on the worst shopping day of the year……in a ghost town. No one was even there.