I almost lost the battle today. We’re having a champagne and chocolates event at work and, Airica (my BFF and also my co-worker) and I, had to go to Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory IN THE MALL to purchase the chocolates. It wasn’t such a bad idea until I remembered that two of my favorite stores, New York and Company and TJ Maxx, are across the hall from this place. I love chocolate, and probably would have asked for a sample, but I wasn’t focused on chocolate! In my head I’m trying to figure out how to shimmy my way over to NY & Co. without Airica noticing. Twenty minutes later the chocolate is packaged, paid for and we’re ready to go.
Me: “Wow. Look, it’s so bright in New York and Company. And look they have some tops on clearance for $5.95”
Airica: “Oh, The Yankee Candle store. Let’s go in there.”
In my head I’m thinking, “Umm, did you not just hear me? I want to go into New York and Company.” I followed behind. We smell the funky candles for a bit and move on. Airica thought it would be to the car, but I had something else in mind.
Me: “Can we go in?” waiting for approval to enter NY & Co.
Airica: “Sure, but you’re not buying anything.”
Me: “I know. I just want to look.”
When did the lights get so bright in these stores? I think angels were singing as I walked in. Seriously, I heard angels! I touched lots of stuff, and I made sure Airica knew everything I liked. “That’s cute.” “Look at that.” “They have it in black.” “That orange is blinding!” “Cute.” “Cute.” “Cute.” “Cute.” “Cute.” I was in my happy place; I was like the lady in the old feminine product commercial spinning and dancing in a meadow. The dancing and spinning came to a quick halt. NOTHING for me. Boooo. Hiss.
I did make a purchase; it was my Secret Santa gift for a co-worker. If she doesn’t like it, I can always “return" it. :-)
After my purchase was bagged up, I walked towards Airica with my little bag (when I say little, I mean, little. I didn’t even know they made shopping bags that small). I ran my hand across a nice soft pink sweater and felt like I wanted to buy everything in the store.
Airica: “Good job. You’re doing well.”
Me: “Thanks I feel like I want to cry. It’s been 13 days.”
How I’m Feeling Today: Like the days are getting longer and this is getting harder.