I have a bad history with sleep deprived shopping. Over the summer, after only 2.5 hours of sleep, the $200 French 101 textbook at my alma mater’s bookstore was EXACTLY what I needed. (Luckily my alma mater also has a 24-hour return policy. After 8 hours of sleep, I realized I probably wasn’t going to learn French in the privacy of my own home. With just a textbook. Without the answer key.)
Unfortunately, I LOVE sleep deprived shopping. It should be a sponsored sport. You just never know what you’ll think you can’t live without at 2am. It’s very different than at 2pm.
Doubly luckily, my good friend Hollie feels the same way. Our one guaranteed excursion each year is Black Friday shopping and we do our best to make it the best excursion ever. Her family also comes along and ALSO enjoys sleep deprived shopping. It’s a trifecta of perfection.
Now I can’t tell you all of my purchases because I’m giving them away but I can tell you that the $100 amethyst ring I bought for $10 so I could stand in line in the jewelry department instead of in the line that wrapped through the whole store was probably the best $10 I spent all night. AND had I not waited in line in the jewelry department I wouldn’t have found this:
I also realized that Hollie needed one as well and I told her I was getting her one for Christmas except that I put it in her pile of stuff so she bought herself a Christmas present from me. I still get credit for the gift, though. Cuz it’s the thought that counts.
Then we went to Denny’s because they had all had an early Thanksgiving dinner but I had a late one so I ended up just getting a Coca-Cola float with a Diet Coke chaser. I was a bit wired afterwards. But it was all part of the game plan.
Then we went to JC Penney and Hollie and Tiffany and I decided we should commemorate the glorious occasion by buying a matching outfit. And only at 1am would I buy an outfit that was partially found in the little girls’ department. But I think it was a solid purchase although it looks cuter on my teammates.
We parted ways at about 1:30 when we were all tired and we realized we had children who would be waking up in five hours. Overall it was a successful and educational shopping excursion. I learned that I am the only person over the age of 14 who raises her hand when trying on dark green leather jackets to see if it’s uncomfortable to ask a question in a classroom while wearing the coat. I also learned that Hollie and Tiffany would raise their hands when trying on leather coats from now on in order to mock me. Even when I’m not there. And then text me to let me know they can raise their hands.
And I learned that Coke floats with Diet Coke chasers at midnight make me shake just a tiny bit.
I can’t wait to see what I learn next year.