Sunday, October 12, 2008

the first step is admitting the problem, right?

it started out innocently enough. i was on the school bus headed to a field trip, f.'s field trip last week. we were headed down riva road, when i overheard a chaperone an enabler say, does that sign say "now open"?! i looked over my shoulder and it was as if the clouds parted. sure enough, the sign on the brand new tar.get in annapolis read "now open". soon enough the bus was in a tizzy, "it wasnt supposed to open until sunday!" someone yelled. "i know, i marked my calender" another chimed in. ok, so maybe those were just the voices in my own head.

wednesday after the bus returned the children and chaperones back to school i got in my own car and went directly to tar.get. i just had to see if the sign was right. honestly, i didnt even buy anything. on that trip. thursday night i went back, and bought supplies for our weekend visitors. donuts and juice boxes for the kids, buffalo and bleu cheese dip for the grownups. and while we are on the subject of addiction - be aware - buffalo and bleu cheese dip is undoubtedly categorized as some type of gateway drug! friday morning we went back to procure supplies for the visiting children to wear for pictures later that day and star.bucks for the grownups (so they too could survive pictures that day). in fairness, the star.bucks is located conveniently right inside of the new tar.get. friday night we went back because after all, it had been opened for at least 3 days and j. had not yet seen the inside. more supplies were procured. saturday i tried hard to go cold turkey. instead i sent j. - more buffalo and blue cheese dip was required. no one can remember what happened to the first container. i think we all blacked out! today was going to be a quiet day. we were just going to change the wardrobe seasons for the boys. wait, we need some storage boxes to stash away all the summer clothes. back i went to tar.get - supplies were procured.

hi, my name is n., and i am a targaholic. the first step is admitting the problem, right?

2 comments:

K. said...

The other half of the problem is that it's less than 3 miles from your house! Aside from the traffic, it's just too easy to keep going back...lucky duck :)

Jen said...

I'm just jelous I didn't know it was opened early. I bumped into K there today we were both checking things out. I honestly can't say if I like it or not as I made the mistake of trying to bring my kids with me. I need another trip minus kids.