I am a late night Target Mom. It's become an obsession. I won't say it's an addiction. That would mean you have Target seeking behavior ALL the time. You're either doing it, just done it or thinking of how to get there. No, it feels more like getting ready for a First Date. I brush my hair for the first time today. Apply lipstick again. (you all know i can't go an hour without it), but NOW it's fresh and ... READY for action!
Getting kids to bed, rush to purse, car keys, air kiss Robert goodbye and I AM GONE.
I AM THERE. Basket OR Cart. Better take the Cart, you know how this ends. Somebody spoke, and I went into a dream. Ahhhh, aaaaaaaaaahhhhh, ah, aaaaaaaaaaaHaaaaa, aaaaaaaah haaaaaaaaa.
It doesn't matter what was on my conservative list.... The one i thought about all day, thinking of an excuse to go. Bisquick on sale, size 5 flip flops for Sofia. THE $1.00 BINS. Notice how some things there are actually $2.50?!! the outrage. That's how they get you. ...
I still walk out of there, feet barely touching the floor, having spent 4x what I planned. Usually around $73.47 to $113.00. But I don't care...I deserve THIS. God Dammit. After the incompetents i have to put up with all day M, T, W, F and partially online-during-naps-only THURSDAYS.
Home again, jiggity jig. I'm exhausted. Robert helps me sneak the smooth red & white plastic bullseye bags into our foyer - hoping our neighbors didn't see me...Again. The Enabler.
I tuck the receipts into the magnetic clip on the fridge...The Joint Account OWES me....next to the scribbled note I penned earlier today when i was plotting my escape after watching the inane Sprout Channel's Make Way For Noddy:
Animal Excrement Train
(Oh, I misheard one of the characters. He actually said Animal Acrobat whoops)
(Oh, I misheard one of the characters. He actually said Animal Acrobat whoops)
Full STEAMER ahead
Poo-POO!
OH Boy/Girl, mom needs a vacation
Are we blogging now? I am addicted to Target, too. There is a board I am on now that refers to going to Target as "visiting the boyfriend." I totally shop all the end cap sales and the dollar spot.
ReplyDeleteChristina
Oh, what a priceless, priceless blog entry. Yes, I am one of the elite club as well. Ethan keeps asking me why I am laughing so much as I read this- I tell him "go away, mommy's having fun." So he went to check on Zach and tells me he needs a diaper change. Off I go... Target date is needed in the worst way!
ReplyDeleteI have to tell you both that you have been my muses. Xina first got me there, and Natalie, you encouraged me to find an outlet to talk about "my problem". I love you both!
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the world of blogging. I'm surprised we haven't run into each other on one of your late night runs. It is the best alone time!
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