When I was a little kid one of my favorite treats was John's Drug Store where I can have my pick at the candy counter. A Snickers was always my favorite when it came to candy bars but ther would always have some left over to get penny candy (nickels really). Would I get candy cigarettes so I can act very sophisticated as I walked home? Maybe the wax bottles with the sugar water in them? Swedish Fish??? If it was around Halloween I would pick the wax teeth?
You might think as an adult I cannot have the excitement of a child picking their favorite candy. This is not so. I experienced this thrill today. It started when I realized it has been awhile since I was shoe shopping. As soon as I came to this conclusion the shopping bug started to itch. DSW is like a Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory to a shoeaholic like myself. Stepping into that store is the only drug I need to survive. I only had an hour today to get my fix and I was hoping I was going to find a great peace of chocolate when I walked back to the clearance section.
As I walked past the 5 1/2 I saw the cutest green and brown pair of shoes. Dang it why do they have to be 5 1/2? My excitement was not diminished because there are three rows of size 6's. I was sure there would be a gourmet treat just for me. Oh be still my beating heart!!!! They had the green and brown pair in my size. I could not breath as I tried them on. When Dorthy clicked her heels to go home she could not feel as happy as myself when I realized they fit.
At that point in time I knew my shopping experience was successful but I still had more discount rows to browse. Oh what a lucky day I had there was another pair that caught my eye. Playfully winking at me was a pair of tiger striped shoes saying "Don't I look fun?" "Go ahead, try me on." Oh I had to and they fit! I had an hour to find a piece of chocolate and I found two pieces in half that time. The stars were alined and my addiction abated.
Should I worry about this addiction I have. Nah! I enjoy it so much and I believe in the end it helps my mental health. Well I have to go and sit in my closet to pick out what shoes I am going to wear this week. Hey! I just might have to go shopping for some cloths to go with my shoes! All right!!!!!
