A miracle just occurred.

It was unexplainable, incredible, indescribable, phenomenal, supernatural.

I walked into Target and walked back out without buying a thing.

I know what you’re thinking. How can this be? How is this possible?

I don’t know.

Target is usually like an industrial-size vacuum cleaner to my wallet. I pick up cute stuff thinking “well, it’s only just a couple of dollars” and I walk out of the store, looking at my receipt, saying “how did that happen?”.

But today, I conquered the lure of the cute stuff.

Today, my wallet won.

February 22, 2010 — Aimee Weaver