Why I Don't Go Shopping

You might have seen me mention it on Instagram over the weekend, but a very wonderful thing happened to me. A wonderful thing for me, potentially a very bad thing for Jared. Let me start by saying that I'm not a big shopper. When I go out to a store, I am on a specific mission. Perhaps my black flats finally fell apart and it's time to replace them. I set out in search of replacement shoes, find the shoes, purchase, leave the store. Or maybe I'm shopping for a gift for someone else. Nine times out of ten I shop online for that gift but if I go looking for a gift in person, I am pretty confident I already know exactly what I'm buying.

There were days long ago that I wasn't like this. Days where I loved a good session at the mall. In fact, I once wrote a paper in 4th grade about how the mall was my favorite place to go. I kid you not, that paper existed and it was multiple pages long about each of my favorite stores and which flavor of Dippin' Dots I usually purchase. But those were the days where I didn't have bills, I did have an allowance and my favorite shirts at American Eagle were probably like, $8.99 at the time.

But let's get back to why this weekend was so monumental. You see, I stumbled upon the Home Goods store that opened up in our area over the summer. I hadn't been out that way in awhile and I mentioned to Jared that I'd been meaning to check it out. Bless his heart he told me to go for it while he and T held down the fort so off I went!

And you guys... I FELL IN LOVE. Fell in love right then and there with that store. I had been in the store maybe 5 minutes before I texted Jared that I was ready to redecorate our whole house. I now understand the obsession. So many cute things at good prices... holy cow I was in trouble. My cart was filled up in no time at all. Of course, me still being the non-shopper shopper I'd add a few things to the cart, put a few back; add something else into the mix, decide to let one thing go. It was a very back and forth trip- thank goodness for the "back" because otherwise I might have drained our bank account.

I am now convinced that Home Goods has magical powers. I saw things like this giant acorn and suddenly I was racking my brain for where I could put it in our tiny tri-level. I grabbed every notebook that I remotely liked and had them in my cart before I let myself think of how many I already had at home. 

And don't get me started on the holiday stuff floating around... Of course I needed every Halloween candy dish, every Thanksgiving-related wooden sign and I'll for sure be back soon for the Christmas penguin salt and pepper shakers that will never be used. Sidenote- does anyone else think their shopping carts need to be larger or is that just me... ?

My friends... this is why I don't go shopping.