P.S. Happy Birthday Mom!

Taking the 'high' road!

Damn life! It's kept me away from my blog...........ha, ha.

Today my palms are sweaty, heart rate escalated, mood -edgy, thoughts - racing.

Is it alcohol withdrawal? Jonesing for drugs? No, can't be those. I just celebrated my 10 years of sobriety.

It's R E T A I L withdrawal!

I need Starbucks coffee. I crave a trip up and down every aisle at Target. I deserve a new nail polish - after all, I've been wearing this color for at least the last 3 weeks!
My favorite consignment store is calling my name.

Isn't it my duty to shop to support the success of our flailing economy? Barack, doesn't the stimulus plan include my stimulating the retail world? After all, I AM very patriotic. I want to do my part.

Times are tough. I even gave up a movie last weekend. Must I retire my debit card as well?
I feel like a prisoner in my own home. Trapped behind the front door. Afraid to pick up my car keys for fear it will lead me directly to the smell of a sale.

Meanwhile, I glance again out the window again waiting impatiently for the mail carrier. Perhaps a Victoria Secret's catalogue will appear. Maybe a Home Depot flyer.

Or, maybe another charge card bill. Oh well, back in the wallet goes my debit card. Detox is a bitch.