On Tuesday I had a little bit of spare time during lunch so I decided to go to one of my old haunts. (That’s a funny word). Into Forever 21 I went. I used to go there pre-spending fast ALL THE TIME. Mindlessly I would buy things that caught my eye. They would sparkle and twinkle and I was hooked. (Here’s a post I wrote on Day 5 (!) of The Spending Fast about that ol’ store.) The items there are cheap and new and trendy and by the time I got sick of them they were worn out anyway since they were so cheaply made that it was super easy to put them into the giveaway/buy-sell-trade-store/thrift store bag and I could rationalize buying more! Which is exactly what I wanted to do.
Apparently, those days are over.
The Spending Fast went and ruined shopping for me.
I never thought I would see the day but the day happened. And. It was on Tuesday.
Since I’m doing The Spending Diet this year and have a $100 limit on “non-needs” per month I was already over my limit when I walked into the store.
This was off to a bad start.
Maybe I wanted to “test” myself. Maybe I wanted to see how things were different. Maybe I wanted to see if things were the same at all.
Had The Spending Fast changed me at all!?!!!?
I had to know.
Forever 21 just made a huge 2 story store here (Denver). It’s quite nice compared to the old one. When I walked in I found myself saying “Nah.” “Eh”. “Uh”. I wasn’t picking up anything! This was suddenly good. I had made a secret resolution to myself that I wouldn’t buy clothes from there anymore. I wanted to buy clothes that I LOVED and thought would last. “Quality Over Quantity” I reminded myself. Accessories from there were ok. $5.80 for sunglasses are a good thing. That is, if I needed sunglasses. Did I ever tell you I used to hoard sunglasses? Well, I did. It was a problem.
Anyway, back to the story. So, I was easily saying “No” to things and then I started to pick things up. Suddenly, my arms were full of clothes. NO!?! YES!! NO! YES! I was walking into the dressing room. I was trying things on. What was happening? In the dressing room with me were oh, probably 7 striped shirts. NOT including the one I wore that day. Oh my. What was I doing? I don’t know! I DO know that I’m getting bored with this story so I’ll speed it up. I ended up walking out of there without purchasing a single item and I felt very good about it.
The Spending Fast went and took the joy out of shopping and I’m glad to report that it seems I’m ruined Shopaholic. Happily ruined.