I found this store. They didn’t find me.
And I’m obsessed.
For Christmas, my uncle gave me a Target gift card.
You may be thinking that I did a haul not too long ago and are now judging me for my materialistic ways and lack of money savings.
But any shopaholic knows that buying something with a gift card isn’t really spending money and it’s a gift, hence I’m justified. That was easy logic.
Thank you, Tio, for the gift card. Now let me show you guys what I bought!
Overwhelmed. I was overwhelmed. I’m still overwhelmed!
The truth is I had work for seven hours Saturday morning and didn’t feel like spending the rest of my now-free Saturday stuck at home. My family said there was a sale at the thrift store. I couldn’t believe we were still lounging about the house! We all got dressed, I put what I thought was around ten dollars of tip money in my wallet, and we sped on down to our favorite thrifting spot, eyes wide, lips licking, and rubbing our hands together in excited anticipation.