But, really, I do love shopping. I love to buy things for myself and even more I like to buy for others. Which is kind of surprising because I'll be the first to admit that I'm selfish, but I've never been stingy. I think it stems from my need to be accepted by others. Once my parents stopped paying for my friends I needed to find a way to lure them in... giving them things was all I had left... Enough about my past! Back to the present! (Get it?!)
Shopping is great, I get to make lists that nobody judges me for, I can look through magazines, and best of all I get to spend hours upon hours just looking at THINGS! If any of you have ever looked at my Pinterest page you would agree that I obviously have no life because I'm too busy obsessing over all the things I want around me.
This Black Friday was the mother of all shopping days for me. For the first time in my gifting career I actually have a big kid job that pays me big kid money. This meant that not only was I able to look at all the things I wanted to have and wanted to give, but I was able to bring them home with me! (I would just like to include that this year I have a big kid phone that I was able to keep my entire shopping list on... terribly convenient.) So, not only are there a million things around me, I have money for them, AND they are on super sale!
Sometimes I feel inadequate as a woman on Black Friday because I see all of these posts from my friends on FB that they started at midnight or shopped all through the night, blah blah blah. I feel that I should be an adventurer as well and not sleep and run around crazy with 15 million people grabbing the things I want first because my short, stubby legs don't move as fast as theirs. But then I remember instead of leaving at 7:00 and missing the wonderful Thanksgiving dinner my family made; I ate like an animal, slept, and STILL got all of the things I wanted.
And I didn't have to deal with grumpy employees that had to work on Thanksgiving day and miss their own family dinners. Not saying that they don't have a right to be upset, because if I had to work I'd take off all my make up, mess up my hair and slap every person that came within touching distance. Still, though, I was glad I didn't have to deal with them.
Now, I know what you're thinking. Does this girl ever stay on track with her thoughts, she went from loving things, to feeling like a man, to hating people. The answer is yes, of course I do. I just think faster than you and therefore I can put in all of these different ideas into a single post and transition from idea to idea with paragraphs like this one.
I started my morning by setting my alarm one minute before my little sisters alarm went off. Not purposely, but now that it's over I feel sneaky. I awoke, put on my armor and was out the door at 4:44 am (coincidentally the time I was born) with my sister, mom, and brother. Poor guy. Our first stop was HHGregg to get my new TV! YES! A big tv for a big girl.
Our next stop was Kohls, which I can't tell you what I bought there because I make that person read this blog. Amy and Mitchell each got something and again we were off! We went to Springfield and met up with our Grandma, Aunts and Cousins like we do every year. They were all armed with swards and shields, and by that I mean, lists and credit cards. We rehashed our entire conversation from the previous night about who had who in the Christmas drawing and what we wanted and finally, when to meet back up.
FINALLY! I was able to truly start my shopping extravaganza! What was I going to do?! I have serious problems if you haven't already noticed. My biggest on Friday was that I have a really hard time making decisions and that tends to affect my entire life. I was at the mall, with a million stores, where should I start? Who should I start with? How much money is acceptable to spend on each person? Am I allowed to buy things for myself considering my first purchase of the day was a tv that I can't even physically carry or is that TOO selfish? (How am I supposed to get that into my apartment on the 3rd floor?)
I didn't have the slightest clue what to do, so I stood around for a good 10 minutes turning in circles, staring at my phone and thinking about which stores sold what. Then I finally made a decision! YAY ME *cheers and applause* I walked with authority into Macy's and decided to start with my Aunt Lynn. She is stylish, cool, easy to shop for, and gave me a great list. I took a look at about 3 things and marched straight back out of that store and didn't return. I may have a job, but I really don't have that much money to shop there. So I went into a few more stores and looked at all the things, bought something for my boyfriend's sister and that was it. All I could think of was "I have $100 in gift cards to Target, what if they have this there? Why would I spend all of my real money when I have pretend money on this card that has nothing to do with my bank account?!"
It then dawned on me that maaaaybe I should go to Target, then I can return to the mall. It was the break I needed! I shopped like a fiend! It was amazing, liberating, wonderful, exciting, and most of all... productive! Except, I still didn't find anything for Aunt Lynn. I spent $98.50! Baller! I wish I could list off what I bought for everyone, but alas I can't because of the off chance that you thought it would be a good idea to waste your time on part of my life.
When I got back to the mall, I got a couple more things, and had everybody finished with the exception of two people that I needed to order things from the internet. And my Aunt Lynn. I still had not bought her a thing. What's wrong with me? It was the decision-maker block I was having earlier. I saw things I could get from her at every store, but I didn't know if it was right, or if she'd like it, and I couldn't bring myself to buy her something that wasn't perfect! Dangit...
Well, eventually the day was over, my car was full, I mean literally full, and I left the mall. All-in-all it was a great day, I got shoes, shoes, and more shoes, and I will successfully have friends for one more year.
Did you make it this far? Through all 13 paragraphs? Did you realize at the beginning of this blog I was actually writing a book? I think Tina Fey would be proud.
Ha! Sorry!
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