Therapy... Getting OLD!

Well... I think I just had my first real experience of "shopping therapy".

I never really understood those who went shopping to find comfort. How could shopping be something that would give you comfort... You have to walk through a busy mall... bumping into people... fighting to get at the racks... savaging through bins to find your size... and spend money you don't have on things you don't need. It NEVER made any sense to me...
AND especially since I don't like shopping on a good day.

BUT I think I may have had a glimpse into the world of the addicted shopper today.
I was having a "not the best" week in history... had to go to the mall to mail some letters and low and behold the whole mall is having the biggest sale in history... I was sucked in... it was like the vortex... I couldn't repel it... and I spent $200 on new clothes and shoes... actually sandals.

Now in my defense I really needed the cloths b/c I was borrowing my fashion savvy roommates clothes all the time - and needed to get my own...

But after all the trying on of pants and fighting for that last shirt size M - I walked away feeling "happy"... a strange feeling for me after have been shopping.

I think I must be getting OLD -- or so I'm attributing it to that.

ALSO - b/c the last month I have been waking up EARLY - like 5 - 6 a.m. and being totally awake... not pushing snooze 4o times... and really only OLD people get up at that ungodly hour and actually want to get up at that hour...

So---I think with the whole shopping thing and waking up early thing... I have to conclude I'm getting OLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sigh...........