What a sad, sad life....

Tonight I realized that I truly lead a sad life. It isn't that my life isn't great. It isn't that I don't have a fantastic husband and terrific kids. It isn't that I don't have a nice house or a car to drive or that there isn't enough money in the bank to pay the bills. None of this really applies, and none of it is the cause for my SAD life.

Tonight, I was sitting in the comfort of my own home, working on the upcoming teacher appreciation week that I'm helping with at the kids school. When suddenly I realized (as my dog started to whine) that I was out of dog food, and that the poor critter was probably starving. So, I leaped from the comfort of the sofa and decided to make a quick trip to target to purchase some food for the starving Chester, when I suddenly realized something. I was excited to go to TARGET. I actually haven't been there in a few days, and I think I was going into withdrawal. My pulse quickened, and my palms got a little bit sweaty, and I couldn't wait to get into the car and make the quick trip to target. In the RAIN, I might add.

I realized quite quickly that this is in fact a sad, sad thing. But I truly love to go there. I wander the isles basically window shopping. Looking for all of the "new items" on the shelves and racks. I spend endless time in the DVD/music section, browsing all of the new titles. Then much too much time in the book department. I read book covers and sometimes first chapters. I make notes of books that I would like to pick up at the library and sometimes just purchase new ones that I can not wait for. I don't really ever purchase much... well actually, I usually purchase more than I was going to, (like the bag of Rolo's that magically appeared in my cart) but it's not like I purchase everything that I ogle. There is something strange and soothing about wandering aimlessly, WITHOUT THE KIDS. Did I mention that I do all of this WITHOUT children. Maybe that's it...Maybe, I spent soooo many years hauling children with me to every store I ever visited, that now, when I don't have to get in and get out, I find great joy in browsing.

Still, it is a sad life. I should call a friend and go to a movie, dinner or even ice cream to get out of the house for me time. I should make an appointment at a nearby spa, or even go get my nails done, but no...none of this applies to me. I go to TARGET. How sad!!!!