Shopping Woes

Monday Rachel and I went shopping we hit a thrift store, consignment store, and a couple other places because I am in need of some summer clothes that complement my new post baby shape. While I am close to my pre baby size some of those old Juniors sized shorts and capris just don't provide the same coverage they used too.

When I shop I like to spent a lot of time thinking about my potential purchase before I actually get in line to make it. I like to pace through the racks and touch everything before heading off to the dressing room. Once in the dressing room I try everything on. If it is a potential yes I sort it into a yes pile to try on a second time. Once I try on everything I brought in and sort it into a no way pile and yes pile it is time to try on all the potential yeses again and re sort those into the no way and yes pile. If my yes pile is more than I am planning on spending I will try the items on and sort them again. Following this time consuming process I leave the dressing room with my yeses and pace through the racks again pondering if I really want or need or like the items I chose. I may put all or none back before heading to the cash registers. This arduous process prevents me from impulse buying, but I recently discovered it is not very kiddo friendly.

While shopping today in my typical fashion I hear some yelling coming from Rachel's stroller. Thinking to myself, "why doesn't she understand that this is an important part of shopping. We are on a budget and I can only buy things I really need, like, and I feel good in. She is the reason (a very good reason) we are on a tight budget. Without her I would be working, but instead I have made the choice to stay home and raise her. Really she should be thanking me and showing her appreciation by allowing me the luxury of sitting quietly in her stroller while I shop." While realizing my dream of a patient and appreciative 8 month old is not at all grounded in reality and silly and growing frustrated with all the noise I grab my items and head to the front of the store to pay for them. Luckily there is no one in line, but as I make it to the register a women swoops in from outside the store and cuts me off with a return. The whiny monologue in my head begins again with, "Nooooo. Those take forever. Does she not see me or hear all the noise coming from the adorable but impatient baby in the stroller. Now we are forced to wait and Rachel is not in the mood to wait."

So to end this whiny tale. Rachel continued to voice her boredom until I removed her from the stroller and I headed back to the store the next day to return a pair of shorts that I was less than pleased with. Maybe next time I need to try on that many items I will leave Miss Rachel at home with her daddy and brave the stores on a weekend or evening.

Now for those if you who really just visit the blog for cute baby pictures I have attached one. I trust you are okay with the fact it is not related to the post.