I know it’s 7:00 and I should say good morning!, but it feels more like the afternoon. I was a crazy fool who woke up at 4:15 to take full advantage of the 50% off sale going on at my favorite place:
There is something so sneakily exciting about getting in the car when it’s still dark to go shopping. It felt like I was breaking the rules.
(As you can tell, I don’t break many rules.)
As I set my alarm last night, I had visions of throwing ‘bows at crazed soccer moms in order to get my mitts on glittery, half-priced cardigans. I also feared overwhelming parking lots and the possibility of being trampled to death by a mass of fellow bargain lovers.
Per the usual, my grandiose fears were all for naught.
The place was empty. I got a parking spot right up front and didn’t have to wait in one single line. Apparently the rush happened last night between 9 PM and midnight? I was sleeping.
I had a pretty sweet LOFT gift card burning a hole in my clutch and because everything in the store is 50% today, I glided amongst the racks as if everything was practically free.
I ended up with a pair of their modern straight jeans and four tops for $45. FORTY FIVE BUCKS.
I was so thrilled with my LOFT finds that I pranced on over to Bath & Body Works to pick up two of their three-wick candles for ten bucks a pop. Can’t beat it.
My only mistake was not stopping by Starbucks While I’m not actually dead-tired just yet, I suspect that feeling will hit me like a ton of bricks round 2:00 this afternoon.
Let’s chat – Did you do/have you ever done any Black Friday shopping?