Shopping

I used to love shopping—I’d spend hours at it.  Key words here are “used to”.  Today I went shopping at five different places.  I rushed because I didn’t want to spend more time than I needed to.  Should be now that I am retired that time shouldn't be an issue but it seems like it is more precious than ever.  The first place I went didn’t have what I wanted, on to the second place, no luck there either!  Third place, different item seeking—I found a substitute which I thought would work (it didn’t).  Fourth place, I found more than was on my list—success but the items I wanted from the first and second store weren’t there either.  Bummer, I got home and went online—success! Thank goodness for the computer!  Everything should be here next week.

I have adopted the shopping skills of a “man”—get in, get what I need, get out as soon as I can.  Show no mercy.  Years of having less than an hour lunch has produced my present shopping attitude.  I would much rather be doing anything but shopping.  I have become quite frugal as well—a positive from the whole experience. 

I order everything online now—time saved, gas saved and money saved. I can shop in my pjs, wear no makeup and have a cup of tea!  Now that is shopping!