Tonight began innocently enough, a simple trip to the ATM and onto the grocery store. It wasn't time for my next fix, not even close but as I pulled away from the ATM a thought crossed my mind. Maybe I should do it. I'm so good at it, so quick. Nobody at home would be the wiser, a quick in and out if you will. So, against my better judgement I went. I went for my fix even though I had just gone 2 days earlier. Hello. My name is Suburban Momma and I'm a Target junkie.
Like any good Target junkie worth her grain in salt I know where to find the goods. The goods with the little red sticker. Oh how that little sticker can make my heart race, my step a little quicker as I push my rickety cart towards the object of my desire. I vie for cart space at the end of each aisle (where many of the items wearing that brazen little sticker can be found). You know you're amongst other hardened Target addicts when you see random milling around, hovering at the end of the back aisles. I like to think of them as an instant friend. Someone on the same mission as I. Someone with like minded goals.
Tonight was different though. I was stronger then usual, I put items in, let them ride around in my cart for a bit while I reasoned with myself. Eventually the majority ended back on their perspective shelves, right where they belonged. I'm proud to say that Suburban Momma pervailed and walked out with a few great items, several of which bore that little red sticker, but all rang in at under $20 total. That never happens. I don't know ladies but I'm feeling strong like I can conquer anything!
Suburban Momma 1; Target 0
(Psst, has anyone checked out the Old Navy 40% off kids and baby sale??) :)