02.11.2005
3:57 p.m.
Evil Monster Child Day
Today must have been "Bring Your Evil Monster Obnoxious Child To Target Day" or something. Too bad I hadn't gotten that memo before I went there at lunch. When I saw a (white trash-looking) woman smacking her child around while her friend and her friend's child watched upon entering the store, I should have turned around and gone right back out.
But alas, I did not. I stayed. I made a couple of returns, and made my way into the workout clothes section to look for black drawstring pants. White Trash Woman #1 and White Trash Woman #2 and their two demons were in the section next to the one I was in, screaming at their respective children to shut up. I finally had to leave the section because they were seriously bothering me.
So, I went to look at cards. I don't know if it was the fact that my blood sugar was low or that I have PMS that made me tear up while reading Valentine's cards. Eventually I had to just grab one and go before I started blantantly sobbing in the card section.
Hi. I'm emotionally unstable. I'll be your entertainment this afternoon.
The good news is that I was able to make it out of Target
A) without killing anyone, and
B) without spending at least $70.
I returned $19.05 worth of stuff and my total only came up to about $35. Not too bad! And, I was able to get everything I originally came for without buying 50 other things I didn't need. Hooray!
The fact that I bought new workout pants makes me feel like I should go to the gym, and I was fully intending to...
But now I only feel like going home, changing into loungewear, throwing a load of laundry into the washer and reading my book while watching TV.
Hmmm...I have 47 minutes left at work to figure out which I'm going to do. At least I actually made it to the gym TWICE this week, which is much better than the NOT EVEN ONCE I made it last week.
I am an EXERCISE SUPERSTAR!!!
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I hope you all have an excellent weekend!
If I don't happen to write until afterwards, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! May your day be filled with love and sex or booze and chocolate...or whichever combination of those things you prefer.
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