|Fighting the Shopposition|
|Wednesday, January 02, 2013 4:29 PM|
By Mary Beth Weisenberger
I just returned from a shopping trip with my husband. Let me tell you, I’d rather stick a thousand needles in my eye than go shopping, especially with my husband, and he would rather do the same. But the recent Christmas season, and our busy schedules (aka our proclivity to procrastinate) compelled us to grab our coupons and sales flyers, gas up the van, put our names on the church’s prayer list and take off together for the Great American Mall Adventure.
Let it be known that I am not the stereotypical female shopper. I do not shop recreationally. When my girlfriends and I find ourselves at a mall, I usually end up in a nearby bookstore, reading (and possibly napping) in a corner chair with a stack of potential buys in my lap.
While I do love a bargain, and I enjoy finding the perfect gift for someone, I am basically a random, drive-by shopper who puts very little planning into my efforts. Long forays in stores make me go weak in the knees and cause my patience levels to drop to nonexistent. It’s too much stimuli for someone so scatterbrained, I just can’t focus.