I Survived Black Friday

In fact, I shopped and I scored. No actual Christmas gifts, ironically enough, just things I'd wanted to buy that were offered at such amazing prices, it was worth it to be at Target at 7 this morning. And it was a mob scene, but a cheerful, organized mob. I got a kick out of how many team shoppers were using Nextel-like click to talk features to find each other in the store.

I was there for three specific categories of items: DVDs at amazing prices (good new movies like Memoirs of a Geisha for 4 and 6 bucks!) and a small CD/radio/MP3-adaptable stereo for my office for a whopping $79. I had shopped online for months and didn't see one I liked below a hundred. And two Woolrich down-alternative blankets for $25 each. And the lines were long but efficiently managed by Target employees with walkie-talkies, and I stood in line for less than 10 minutes, and I was outta there.

I did not go to the yarn store. Here is the thing about knitting in Florida - we get these cold snaps every few years when knitters kick themselves for not having felted clogs [glares at Murphy again] or the knitted coat I've talked about for years, and gloves and such at the ready, and tomorrow we'll be in the upper 70s and by Monday we'll be at 80 again. Before I can pick a color for the new clogs I don't need them. So I do not need to go buy wool to make a new pair of felted clogs, if we have a few more cold days I can wear socks. I'm usually barefoot in the house, that's how warm it is here. And a quick glance at my stash reminded me that I have plenty of everything, and I do not need more. (Well, except for the couple of luxury items I bought from Carla because they are totally work wardrobe material for sexy little scarves to dress up v-necked sweaters.) But I can live without wool clogs, honest, I can. And I am inspired to sit down with my favorite patterns and a notebook and actually make sense of the stash.