August 25, 2009
My day started with necessary errands, the Motor Vehicle being the first stop to update my expired driver’s license. (No, I never received the letter in the mail, so I could just mail in my payment to then conveniently receive my new license in the mail, this requiring me to physically enter the two-hour wait for a new photo and updated license.)
So needless to say, when I finished completing my task there, I stepped back out into the sunlight at noon and headed right to the Walt Whitman Mall, for some retail therapy, of course. I find this Mall a favorite of mine for two simple reasons: #1- Bloomingdales, and #2- Well, Bloomingdales. I LOVE this store. For me, it has all of my favorite designers and happy people in one place. And, the moment I enter this giant (wish it was my closet), I become a happier person, as well.
This retail excitement of mine started at a very young age, not passed down by my mother, mind you. Can you imagine, I’ll whisper this, of course, "my very own mother did not like shopping!" I know what you’re thinking, I get that unimaginable, shake of the head thing going every time I think of it, too. Anyway, she used to tell me, when I was younger and depressed over something, to just go window shopping to make myself feel better, she obviously knew her daughter well, she just didn’t share in the same joys of retail and fashion as I did. She was still the most amazing woman to me, but that’s a whole ‘nother story.
So, I ride the elevator up to the second floor, I call "heaven" and start walking towards the ladies room to take care of business (I drink a lot of water), so I can better focus on the next task at hand, finding new bras and maybe something else that starts screaming my name. I’m very flexible when it comes to shopping, I have a very open mind, I mean should there be another way to shop? I say NO!
As I walk to the ladies' room, I notice the James Perse/Splendid section, two of my favorite lines, and very smart of the Bloomi’s crew to combine by the way, (both lines are made of great comfy fabric, very put together, casual pieces). I know now where I will walk to first when I finish in the ladies' room. With my mission well thought-out, I head right over to this area and immediately find a few great pieces. I know my size with these designers, but I try them on for fun, of course. I am alone with no children, why would I rush! I take in these precious moments when I can, these simple joys in life.
I wind up loving everything I brought into the dressing room, decisions, decisions, so I now know I will be purchasing more than just bras. That’s ok though, I know I am worth it, every penny! It’s an investment in the happiness of my family. After all, if I’m happy, they are happy and wanting things only makes us work harder. That is the key here, though, if you find joy in something, this is what life should be about. It’s not always sacrificing like a martyr.
I consider myself a very conservative person, I won’t buy something if I can’t afford it. I pay my bills, take care of my children, my husband and this is part of taking care of me. It’s called balance!
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