Major Damage
Alternate title: Baby did a bad bad thing.
I went to Target. Shopping list: Paper towel, toilet paper, a water pitcher, and an audio cable.
You know how Target is and how you always spend more than you expect to and you often forget one thing that you meant to get in the first place. I did not get toilet paper. At that point I didn't feel like carrying it. Because my arm's were full of other stuff.
Lots of other stuff. Mostly workout gear. And some socks. Oh, and a pair of headphones, because I need a pair to wear when I run that don't fall out like earbuds (apparently my right ear canal is gapingly large) and don't make my ears all sweaty like regular these-came-free-with-my-Discman headphones where one side doesn't even get any sound.
I did need those socks. For work, whatnot. I've been wanting the headphones for a long time. The new car necessitated the audio cable because there's no cassette deck and the iTrip is battery draining.
But yeah, an obscene amount of new workout gear. I've been wanting a pair of shorts that were both made-for-running shorts and had a key pocket in them. I have a few pair of mesh shorts with the key pocket, and a few pairs of running shorts, but not any with both those features. So I got two in different colors. I also wanted a new pair of running shorts with the built-in liner. And then I found another pair that were just cool. Oh, and a pair of spandex shorts, too. Saw a neat shirt, so I got that in three different colors.
Oh, and I got a swimsuit. Because I do so much swimming. But really, a big chunk of the reason why I don't swim is because of my ears, and now that my ears are cleaned out and functioning, that's not an issue. Plus my other swimsuit is not designed for activity, just for laying on the beach.
Plus I decided I want polo shirts for work. This is not at all influenced by the fact that Fly Girl just got some. No, not at all. I just got rid of all (but one) of my made-for-boys, too-large polo shirts. So I got two of those. They might go back, though, depending on what I find elsewhere. FG got some that she really likes from Old Navy, but I can't just get the same ones as her. Okay, yes I can. That doesn't seem to stop us at Eddie Bauer at all.
And then there was that one v-neck short-sleeved shirt on the clearance rack, which is much like the other summer shirts I have, but in a different color.
So maybe one of the running shirts will go back. I got blue with white stripes, red with white stripes, and white with orange stripes. I already have red shirts, so maybe the red one will go back. I could take one package of socks back. And then maybe the two polo shirts. The swimsuit was the single most expensive item, and I won't hardly use it. But....
And I can think of plenty of items I can give away. Because that's the rule when you buy new things. But I don't get money for those and I hardly ever give enough away to get the tax deduction. And I'm too lazy to eBay them.
This is ri-damn-diculous. Damn Target.
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Target is eeevil.
Beautifully, deliciously eeevil.
I'm not allowed to go in there by myself, because I get sidetracked by all the things that I could use but that I didn't go specifically for. There should be a support group or something for people like us.
damn girl, you are BALLIN' up in target ain't you? :-) Next time you are in there can you pick me up some Pantene, Bayer, Baby Powder, flip flops, a new belt....
Today I needed soap. Just some freaking soap for the shower. Two hours later, the Tar-zhay employees were announcing the store was closed, and I had more crap than I will ever use in a month. I didn't get clothes, although I found bras that I liked and damn it, why not get some new makeup and oh looky DVDs are on sale. ...
*argh!*
Next time you are in there -- Which I will be to return some stuff. How 'bout if I forget the Bayer, but I'll pick you up some socks and a nifty kitchen utensil.
Two hours later -- That was totally me! I went in and out of the fitting room three separate times. Went across the store and came back and tried something on again.
LOL. I have the same issue at Target. Or Walgreens. I need to find a Walgreens that has a drive-up (the one by my house doesn't!) and that means I go in & buy random junk while picking up perscriptions.
But Target -- oh lawd. I'm currently banned from going there on my own.
We call it the $100 Store (pronounced "hunnerd-dollah store") because even if you only go in there for TicTacs and a birthday card, you will leave having spent approximately $100. If you're lucky.
Part of the problem (or Target's evil plan, perhaps) is that it doesn't seem to be set up as logically as it could be. You wind up wandering around looking for what you need and find all sorts of irresistably neat stuff along the way.
Heh! The hunnerd-dollah store. I love it. Considering I spent 2.2 times that. And I did end up wandering, and eventually having to ask someone, trying to find that water pitcher. It wasn't with the kitchenware, it was back in the storage section with all the other Rubbermaid products. Which sort of makes sense, except that I don't equate 1-gallon pitchers with 25-gallon tubs.
I really need to take my ass swimming, just once, to make that swimsuit feel worthwhile.