The Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving Eve. Just enough time to get in one more shot of negativity before the day the shit steps off and I pause my normal routing to give thanks.
Tomorrow brings my annual benediction of hope and light. In guru parlance it’s known as the blind spot. But I’ll be back to form by Friday in time for hottest shopping day of the year.
May you shop until you drop.
And now, sing with me, won’t you?
It’s the most wonderful time of the year…
Here’s a pledge not to shop on Thanksgiving.
And another one:
Nice. I loved both of those! Thanks for joining me in non-shop status. 🙂
My mother was a shopper, so much of my childhood was spent being dragged to sales. Maybe that’s why I have zero interest in participating in the mosh pit that is Black Friday. I’ll be happily in front of my computer in my PJs….as usual. Happy Thanksgiving!
I love the thought of that. 🙂
I hate shopping on any day of the year. But I can browse a bookstore for hours. Weird.