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.