I am not an early riser, and I generally hate shopping. And I definitely hate crowds.
That should be enough to tell you that I did not partake in the 4 AM shopping extravaganza that always takes place the day after Thanksgiving. I never have, and if I had to guess, I never will.
I did end up running into WalMart around 3:15p to grab a couple of small items. I wanted a shower squeegee and a lingerie laundry bag. I bought one a couple of months ago at Target but the first time I used it, it ripped. I also ended up buying my first Christmas gift for the season. A video game that I know The Boyfriend has been wanting. So I guess that means I have officially started my shopping. I dread this every year. I am a bad shopper. I can never think of great ideas for gifts. And when I do have an idea, I am paranoid that it is really some awful gift that the recipient will hate and either laugh at me behind my back (or in front of my face!) or hide it in the deepest darkest corner of their basement or attick. It stresses me out beyond belief. I really do like giving things to people, when I know that they will like what I have gotten. And I don't really worry about the money. I just never have any good ideas.
Did you wake up at an ungodly hour and head out to the mobbed stores? End up getting any great deals?
That should be enough to tell you that I did not partake in the 4 AM shopping extravaganza that always takes place the day after Thanksgiving. I never have, and if I had to guess, I never will.
I did end up running into WalMart around 3:15p to grab a couple of small items. I wanted a shower squeegee and a lingerie laundry bag. I bought one a couple of months ago at Target but the first time I used it, it ripped. I also ended up buying my first Christmas gift for the season. A video game that I know The Boyfriend has been wanting. So I guess that means I have officially started my shopping. I dread this every year. I am a bad shopper. I can never think of great ideas for gifts. And when I do have an idea, I am paranoid that it is really some awful gift that the recipient will hate and either laugh at me behind my back (or in front of my face!) or hide it in the deepest darkest corner of their basement or attick. It stresses me out beyond belief. I really do like giving things to people, when I know that they will like what I have gotten. And I don't really worry about the money. I just never have any good ideas.
Did you wake up at an ungodly hour and head out to the mobbed stores? End up getting any great deals?
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