Shopaholic

You know what I really miss? Back to school shopping! That was one of the best times of the year. It's like an authorized (almost required) shopping spree! Parents didn't complain too much if you wanted another pair of shoes or more jeans. They were happy to help you prepare to start a new year. It was great. But once you get out of school, you don't get them anymore. I think that's unfair. I think that we should continue to have these required shopping sprees at regular intervals throughout our adult lives.

I want a shopping spree! I haven't been REALLY shopping for a while. I've bought a few things here and there but nothing even close to a spree. Ah, wouldn't it be great to just take a whole week and shop to your hearts content? You can't see it but chirping birds and little hearts are floating over my head right now. The thought of non-stop shopping makes my heart go pitter-patter.

I've always loved to window shop. I don't even need a window. I can window shop online. I can window shop in a magazine. I can window shop in the middle of a store or a mall. I'm a window shopping expert. I even have a "wish book" of sorts where I tear out things I see in magazines that I love and keep them in a folder for future reference. Not necessarily to buy but just to look at and try to copy. Usually a little bit of actual shopping accompanies window shopping. Sometimes while you're browsing, something amazing that just won't let you leave the store without it jumps into your cart. It just knows you can't live without it so it makes you buy it. I've had a couple of moments like that recently.

But sometimes the shopping bug bites and you start to break out in hives and hyperventilate like you're having an allergic reaction and the only way to cure this reaction is by shopping. That's me right now. I NEED to shop. It's a physical need. Food, water, shopping. I need one of those credit card maxing, complete wardrobe overhaul, need an extra closet shopping sprees. But, alas, I'm an adult and adults can't do fun and wonderful (and irresponsible) things like that. Unless of course you win the lottery. And I haven't recently.

What's really funny though is that usually when you have the money to spend and you've gotten yourself all worked up to shop and you've picked the perfect route around the mall and know exactly what you're looking for- you can't find shit. It's always the times that you've just paid the mortgage or you're in a huge hurry and are just breezing through the store that you find stuff you want. I had a recent trip to Target where everything in the damn store from clothes to purses to freaking housewares were calling my name. They were just begging me to charge up the credit cards. The housewares section was telling me that I had to redecorate my house and the clothes were telling me that I need new stuff to take on vacation. Even the purses chimed in to say that I just can't go through life without another brown purse. But responsibility took over and I told them all to shut up and leave me alone.

Responsibility can only fight the urge for so long though. I'm gearing up. It's gonna be a big one. Like a volcanic eruption. The stores better watch out because when I get my spree I'm going to be burning up the aisles.