Shopping

I went shopping today. I think that there's probably nothing that I hate more than shopping. I wasn't getting anything particularly fun- like clothes for me (selfish me, I can't stand buying clothes for others!), or books (for me or others). No. I had to do things like visit two dollar stores to see if they had anything decent for Christmas decorations (good Lord- they had them, but they sure weren't what I'd call decent), and various other stores like Big Lots and Tuesday Morning. Places that I cringe walking into. The uselessness! The tackiness!

I bought a wreath for the front door that didn't work at all once I got it home and actually had a chance to look at it once it was on the door, another skein of yarn for yet another Christmas gift scarf, and I took a dreaded trip to Sam's Club to join up and purchase some "stuff" for our upcoming Christmas party.

It took me three plus hours. I was in a daze by the time it was over. I have a problem with spending money; I actually get a little sweaty when the time comes to fork over the cash.