Last minute shoppers were out and about today in Gainesville. I'm warning you now. Don't go to Gainesville unless you have a doctor's appointment. Otherwise you will be stacked in traffic like sardines in a can.
What are your chances of seeing this on your highway?
I am a last minute shopper. One day I might get as smart as others. I might actually shop on-line. Then someone else can do the work. But old habits are hard to break. Truett and I have always been last minute tree putter-uppers and last minute shoppers. Our philosophy: See it. Buy it. Bring it home. No window shopping or comparing prices.
I think I know why we shop at the last moment. It's probably because I get easily distracted and literally start careening away from home base. Merry Jennifer has been known to hold my elbow to keep me from straying, to keep me focused.
You see, I'm the kind of person who follows the call of a gift. I always tell Truett, "I'll know what to get when I see it." What I don't say is, "I'll know what to get when I'm draw to it by color, sound, vibration or smell." Then there's no stopping me. It can be a "Duck Shoot" like I bought last year.
It had all the ingredients for a great gift...for me. I've been known to be impulsive when buying for my family as well. Just ask them.
Well, before shopping, I went to the podiatrist and got a big long needle packed with cortisone stuck in my heel to give me relief from pain. Have you ever had one of those? I compare it to going to the dentist and having a needle stuck in your upper gum above your front teeth. Youch!
"Now go put that foot up, ice it down and relax," the good doctor said.
Surprise! I told my podiatrist I had to get in at least one hour of last minute shopping, which I did. No straying today. I hobbled from one end of the mall to the other, tossed my hands in the air and said, "I''ll do this tomorrow."
So Christmas Eve shopping seems to be the name of the game...again.
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