This week has pretty much come and gone and I'm not quite sure where it went.
I finally bought a new work shirt. I tried on several and don't love the one I got. I really only need it for 3 months (and then baby will be here). I hate shopping and I'm pretty sure I officially highly dislike buying stuff. I'll tell you what though I went to Macy's on a lunch break to check out the maternity clothes. I wanted to get something nice, maybe a little dressy, respectable for work. The first shirt I looked at was almost $50. The second was over $70 and the third was $89.95 for a shirt, one shirt. What the heck??? Why would anyone pay that much for a shirt? I'm uncomfortable paying over $10. I really genuinely cannot imagine in what world I would grab a $89.95 shirt off the rack, take it to the register, and hand the total stranger with the (generally) fake smile my $90 cash. That world no longer exists. Needless to say I left Macy's (after trying on one plain long sleeve shirt that fit horribly).
Well the week just keeps rushing by. I must scoot before I'm late for work.