Saturday, June 20, 2009

I Have a confession:

I am about to tell you something that I have only JUST now admitted to myself.
I have a problem, and addiction if you want.

I don't think it is all that serious but apparently EVERYONE else and their mama's does.

Most people when they get emotional eat, or hit walls or do other things to release the pent up emotions. Me I find sales. I shop, I buy things and feel guilty later, causing me to return them which causes more pent up emotion which causes the cycle to repeat all over again.

I never knew that I had this problem but now that I do I can see how it happened.

I was having a conversation with Piper while walking in the mall when all of the sudden I saw a sale at Esse Shoes. I don't know if anyone else has one of these stores but I have always referred to them as Hooker Shoes. The entire inventory of that store looks like this:

Now not only would I kill myself in these shoes. If I did manage to survive a few steps in them I would be crying from the pain. Heck my proms were spent mostly barefoot!

But because they had a sale I HAD to go in a look and dragged poor Piper in with me as well. She laughed and pointed out that this is what I do. Of course I denied and defended myself.

I dared her to name ONE time I bought something JUST because it was on sale. Sad to say she had a doosy.


In high school Piper and I were on strict budgets. Her whatever her dad sent in child support. and me whatever I made from my two jobs that my parents hadn't already claimed. This would equal out to be about 40 every two weeks between the two of us for food and about 25 in shopping money. So I liked sales. We LOVED when they put in a Ross's. This meant we could get cute clothes at cheaper prices.

Which brings us to the fabled skirt incident.

She will retell this story EVERY chance she gets so when I asked for an example I should have suspected this.


WE were down to our last 5 dollars, we each had a shirt from the clearance rack and needed some kind of bottoms. Piper is much smaller than I am in high school she was one of those girls who eat an entire pizza and still remain a size 4 without EVER working out. I saw a pretty little white skirt for a dollar. A DOLLAR people!!! I insisted she get it, regardless of weather she would wear it or not. She tried to convince me that it was WAY to revealing but all I saw was the price tag.

I bought it and it sits in her closet unworn to this day. To give you a little Idea think about this in Pure white almost see through cotton:


So This is why I have finally admitted my problem. now the question is where do I go for therapy??

3 comments:

THE BLUEST BUTTERFLY said...

Maybe she could make the skirt into a purse or something like that? Mingling.

Karen ~Georgia Angel said...

That's too funny. I can't find a good sale to save my life, but I have a friend who just happens on them all the time. Good luck on the therapy! :)
*mingle, mingle*

FemminaDaVinci said...

I have a very hard time walking away from a good sale. I have bought many things just because they were super cheap, with no intentions of doing anything with them.

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