After a no-shopping weekend, I wondered how I got into the habit of shopping every week?
I’m sure it was a slippery slope combined with boredom that sent me to the mall or thrift store every weekend looking for something to buy. At first, I just wanted to window shop and look at pretty things. But looking led to touching the items, and touching led to trying it on, and if it looked good on me, I was quickly justifying the purchase in my head…and before you know it…I’m walking out the store with a few less dollars and a smile on my face.
Oh, but you can afford it!
You deserve a reward!
It was on sale!
You did the happy dance when it fit!
The cost per wear is practically zero since you’ll wear it all the time!
I keep telling myself these little things to rationalize my purchases but they really don’t help the situation.
The end of the month draws nearer and my closet has more items that I intended. Sure, I didn’t buy another plain white tee, but do I really need another item? That’s when I decided to put a small shopping ban. Two weeks of no-shopping….sounds simple enough.
But why am I counting down the days?
How about you readers? Why do you shop…is it out of necessity, entertainment, or something totally different?