I’m not a great shopper.  I do love to find the perfect pair of pants that fit me like they were tailored.  I love to buy local arts and crafts.  Ideally, I would surround myself with items that I both loved and needed.  But I’m not a great shopper. Generally, I hate crowds.  I really […]

I’m not a great shopper.  I do love to find the perfect pair of pants that fit me like they were tailored.  I love to buy local arts and crafts.  Ideally, I would surround myself with items that I both loved and needed.  But I’m not a great shopper.

Generally, I hate crowds.  I really dislike spending my money and I have a hard time buying day to day items.   I avoid Target on a Saturday afternoon, even in March.  One hour, maybe two of shopping is plenty.

So the whole Black Friday phenomenon, to me, is extremely weird.  I have lived in countries near (Canada) and countries far (Thailand) and no country has a shopping culture like the United States of America.   To my knowledge no one else gets up at 3 am to shop.

I get the incentive to save money and get a great deal.  I understand that the end of November is actually a really good time to start your Christmas shopping.   But standing outside in the wee hours of a November Wisconsin morning, waiting for a store to open, I just don’t get.

Anyway, this post is not a rant against shopping.  I assume that everyone shopping at the moment is doing so to show love and gratitude towards their family and friends.  Shopping is a sign that the economy is picking up and my lifestyle is rather dependent on that fact.  So, if you can’t beat them, join them.  The Saturday before Christmas, we ventured to the mall.

Jim and I decided we kinda needed to do some shopping.   So when I saw that The Boston Store was opening at 6 am on Saturday, I decided we should be there.  I even put it on the chalkboard.

Well, what I decide and what we do aren’t always the same and it was Saturday morning after all.  We arrived at the Boston Store at the crack of 9:30.  Of course the parking lot was already jam packed. Immediately, I could feel myself tensing up.  But we found a spot, not terribly close but not terribly far either and we ventured inside.

First, we shopped for my present.  I wanted a watch.  Within ½ an hour we found the one I wanted, a beautiful, like a piece of jewelry, slim, classic, silver watch.  Purchased!

Next, we each wanted a few new clothes for our Christmas events.  By now it was about 10:15. The place was busy but manageable.  We split up and agreed to meet back at 11:00.  I was fast and efficient. I immediately found and tried on the items I needed.  I even had time to stroll casually and select a few things that caught my eye.

By 11:45 we were seated at Blues Egg on Bluemound diving into a mushroom tarragon omelet and poached eggs on corn beef hash. Yum!

I could actually get into this shopping thing.

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