I made a realization today that I've been ignoring for a long time. I don't like to shop. I know, I know. It's so unlike me. But I really can't pretend anymore. I don't like it.
Beatrice and I went to do some boutique shopping today a few towns over and despite my best efforts, it wasn't fun. Maybe it's the stroller that I have to maneuver on crowded sidewalks and through narrow aisles or maybe it's the crowds that make me feel claustrophobic. Maybe it's that even when I find things that I love, I don't like to spend money anymore. Whatever it is, shopping is not what it used to be.
I used to shop like nobody's business. Every weekend I would travel to the best spots to hunt whatever thing of the moment I had to have. It didn't matter how much it cost, it was just money and I could make more. This is single Aly we're talking about here. JD would never stand for shopaholic Aly. Nowadays, I'd rather stay home and internet shop.
We were shopping for Christmas outfits like this:
But instead, I bought another smocked outfit. A romper this time:
Despite not enjoying my favorite pastime anymore, I love hanging out with my girl all day. But she loves shopping. She touches all of the clothes and points to things that she likes and talks to all of the shop clerks. She's a natural born shopper. And after an afternoon of shopping 'til she dropped, she likes to take it easy and relax with her mama. Sorry about the massive crotch shot.
So it looks like I will have to find a new pastime. Or maybe I need to give shopping another chance. JD is shaking his head saying "no, NOOOOO!" Maybe after the holiday crowds dissipate or when Beatrice no longer needs that bulky stroller I'll like it again. One thing is for sure: my girl loves it. I guess I'll just have to keep trying. For her sake.