Yesterday, I got a text from my brother and I almost fell over. No, it wasn't because my brother sent me a text, it was because of what the text SAID.
"Let's get some shoes."
To which I responded: "LOL! Where would we go get shoes?" (I was doubting excellent selection at our Walmart Supercenter. How RUDE of me.)
So my BROTHER and I went SHOPPING last night. In SALINA.
It was awesome just to get out of town! Will bought some new Chucks, and I found a pair of Sketchers that I really liked. If you know me, you know that I don't buy a WHOLE lot of shoes. I have a two pairs of black boots (my one shoe vice!, one pair of Chucks, one pair of walking shoes, and flip flops. That's it. I think I have one pair of black dressy sandals. (You get the idea.) VERY rarely do I buy shoes. Especially "practical" ones as Will would say.
I liked these little shoes! They were grey, they slipped on, and they were on the CLEARANCE rack. Score, score, SCORE! One hiccup. No price tag. The "$59.99" tag was still intact, but let's face it, this girl was NOT going to pay $60 for a pair of shoes. I held on to them and walked to the counter with Will.
"You should barter with them and ask if they'll take $25 for them." he joked as we walked the remaining twenty five feet to the counter.
He was having fun making the girl behind the counter really uncomfortable and annoyed (she was a gem) while I stood there, racked with fear.
"What if they're too much? Will I have the power to put them back? I really DO need shoes... but... but... but..."
It was finally my turn.
"These were on the clearance rack, and they don't have a price on them." I said politely as I handed them to Little Ms. Sunshine.
"Do you want to know how much they are? Or do you want to buy them?"
"I want to know how much they are so I can decided if I would like to purchase them or not." I so smartly replied. Will looked amused.
She scanned the box as I prayed "Please please PLEASE don't let them be more than $30.00. I can do $30.00".
"They're $30.00. Do you want them?" she asked.
"Yes. I'll take them." I said calmly as I tried to suppress my inner "SQUEEEE!!!"
"I told her she should offer you $25.00." Will piped up. "It's the way they do it everywhere else. Wouldn't it be interesting if we could do that?"
Little Ms. Sunshine was not amused. She could not scan my debit card fast enough.
After our little shoe adventure, we went to Old Navy and scored some sweet sweet deals! Will got a handsome cream colored shirt (I told him I would have to beat the girls off of him with a stick.), I got a blue sweater, and he got a red and blue checked shirt. But get this. My blue sweater: $1.97. Will's blue and red checked shirt: $.97!!!!
Yay Old Navy!
By then it was almost time for the mall to close so we got in the car and meandered down to Target. Found a couple things, bought ibuprofen for the sick roomie, and then I decided to look for a backpack.
See, every year when it gets all nice outside, I vow to myself that I'm going to start biking to work. This year, I AM going to make good on that promise, and since I have a laptop and drawing tablet to lug around now, I decided I was going to need a suitable pack to carry it all in.
Target had nothing so we decided to go across the way to Walmart.
And I found it. (Or rather Will did.)
(Mine is brown and tan, not black, but this is it.)
It. Is. So. PERFECT!!!
I can put my laptop, tablet, mouse, and all my cords in one pocket. I can put my wallet, keys, and other import "pursey" things in another pocket. I can tote my lunch in the very front pocket, my water bottle in one of the side pockets, and my phone in the other.
I AM IN LOVE!!!
(If you know me, you know how excited I get about new carrying aparatuses.)
I have shoes, I have a pack, now I just need the wind to die down and some air in my tires and I'm SET!!!