Thursday, September 29, 2011

My addiction

  Target is such an addiction, a drug of sorts, and an experience.  Don't tell me you can go in there get the essentials and get out. I mean seriously, I have to breeze past all the end caps to see what sort of awesome mark downs are awaiting me.  Target makes me happy.  On a bad day just a walk through Target will lift my spirits as I look at all the merchandise they have to offer, cute things, big things, toys, treats, clothes, jewelry, shoes, anything under $5 makes my heart leap a little.  What other store can offer all of that.  Those curtain panels two 84" panels for $4.98.  Even if I just use the fabric it's worth it.  The lamp, $5.74.  Not bad you may say.   They would make great accents in my newly painted living room.  Payment for my addiction; things that shift around in the hatch back. { Big sad face with tears streaming}.  Should I go back and get another?  Maybe the furry one instead?







2 comments:

Jenn said...

Do I have a say whether you go back or not?

Andy

une autre mère said...

Yes! Go back! That's a steal, girl! And no, I don't believe Andy has a say unless he knows how to make lamps as cool as that.

Maybe we should form some sort of Target support group. I'm definitely a fellow addict. But then again, we're actually *saving* money, right? I mean, we ARE shopping the end caps!

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