This week involved lots of shopping.
In case y’all forgot, I haven’t always enjoyed this activity. I’m so not a woman in a myriad of ways.
- I’m money-conscious (probably too much), so shopping is just a way of watching money disappear.
- I don’t like being in large crowds. (I do so much better when I have a protector, someone willing to “walk on the outside”, giving me that bubble of protection.)
- My selections after shopping (particularly for clothes and mainly for myself) have not been well-appreciated. It’s frustrating to spend that time finding something that I like only to have it rejected.
- I’d rather be watching football, reading a book, or creating a new culinary piece. (Okay, the book probably fits the woman theme. I’ll give myself that.)
However, I don’t mind the shopping for others as much. I love buying a gift, thinking that the gift will put a smile on the other person’s face. Knowing that I may have that sweet reception later, shopping becomes a little more bearable, even with the crowds. Spending money when it’s on someone else is a lot more fun to me.
I’m having an epiphany here. I don’t like it when someone else spends their money on me. I guess I think that I’m not worthy of someone spending their hard-earned money on me. But maybe they have that same joy I do when giving a gift or showing other people that they were special enough to be on my mind. Perhaps I should change my attitude and allow others to have that same freedom and sense of delight…
Okay, if I’ve told you not to buy me anything, I take it back. Spend away, and I’ll be grateful!
So back to shopping. I had an extra PTO day that I needed to use before the end of the year or I would lose it. So I took off Friday so that I could get as much shopping done as possible at one shot.
I may like shopping for others, but I’m not going to foolish enough to say that a Saturday in the month of December is a good day to hit the stores. I do have some common sense to help me endure…
The problem with shopping for others at Christmas is that I see things that I pique my interest and I spend time looking at those things rather than the list that is beckoning me.
I’m pretty sure that I wasted an hour looking at outfits for me. And yes, I bought two dresses, but when you have a fancy dancy Christmas party coming up next week that requires “dressing up”, you have to have something to wear! I couldn’t decide, so they both went in the cart. The other dress will be used at some other time… Valentine’s Day, maybe? We’ll see.
Anyway(s), I then got serious and shopped with intent. I found several gifts that were just what I wanted to find. I hit a couple other stores, trying to cross a couple of other things off my list.
Then I was a rebel mom and picked up The Girl from school to take her out to lunch and to have a shopping buddy for the Mall of America. If I’m going there, I want backup to make it fun. And to carry bags.
She was so excited to have girl time with me! She kept saying that it had been too long and that she was happy to spend time with just me. The idea that I was pulling her from school to do it made the time all the more delicious to her.
That made my heart sing. ? She is such a joy to me! I absolutely adore her and feel so blessed to call her friend. (I don’t know what I’m going to do when she leaves for college. I have a feeling that my other friends are going to have to put up with me a whole lot more…)
I let her pick the lunch spot, so we hit Panera’s where she wanted the pick two: garden soup and Sierra turkey and an apple. Me? I had the chicken Caesar salad and baguette. Just the fortitude that we needed to endure the MOA. But first, she begged to hit TJ Maxx ,which was right across the parking lot, to find something for her dad or brother.
She found nothing, but she did manage to find something that she wanted under the tree. Stinker.
We found a close parking spot at MOA right away. BONUS! Then we hit the stores that we knew we wanted to find. Though there were lots of people, it wasn’t nearly as crowded as I thought it would be. The lines weren’t terribly long, and we had great customer service at the stores. We laughed and talked and she talked me out of buying myself a pair of red Mickey Mouse pajama set from the Disney store because they cost entirely too much, no matter how comfy and cute they looked. Sigh. I’ve passed it on well to the next generation. I’ll have to look good on Christmas morning in something less expensive.
We were able to stop and hear some wonderful music at one of the many stage spots at the mall. There was a high school orchestra (mostly strings with one pianist and one percussionist) that sounded amazing! I could have stood there to listen to them for a much longer time than we did.
We finished our time at MOA by sharing a Peppermint Mocha from Starbucks. Those drinks are divine! Mmmmm-mmm.
When we walked out we discovered that it was snowing! ? SNOWING! ? What a perfect exclamation point to our time together. It was God’s little gift to us to make the day even more special for us.
We hit Game Stop to find a game for The Boy, and then we hit Michael’s so that I could buy the last item needed to complete my gifts for coworkers. It was then that I discovered that my card was missing. ACK!
After removing everything from my coat pockets, scouring the BATVAN and emptying my purse (which has accumulated quite a bit of stuff, I’m sad to say – cleaning it out is on my to do list for today!), I finally thought to call Game Stop to ask if I left my card there. Of course that’s where it was. Whew. That helped with the easing of my mind, not to mention the purchasing of things at Michael’s. :)
I came home to hide the loot and to declare the guest room off limits. It’s nice having everyone know about Santa now so that I can just warn everyone to stay out of some place. (I’m purposely remaining vague in case someone isn’t in the know. Hey, you never know. I don’t want to be the one to let the cat out of the bag…)
Today will be wrapping , football and finishing gifts. Suddenly, I’m feeling much more in control of the holidays. It’s nice to have the hard part done.
I may make sure that I always have a extra PTO day that needs to be use by the end of the year JUST for this occasion. It’s pretty handy, and it’s really nice to have an extra 3 day weekend.