i went on a spontaneous trip to heaven yesterday –
also referred to as target.
on my shopping list?
garbage bags (which i plan to pack my closet in for my upcoming move) and dish soap.
and as always, i somehow managed to come home with bags and bags and bags
and more bags of copious and unnecessary items.
i think a little bird magically added pajamas, bananas, oreos, a skirt with dogs on it,
chapstick, oranges, ice cream, and nail polish into my shopping cart.
i have no idea where these items came from…
yet, i reluctantly handed over my debit card to the cashier and willingly paid for everything.
target, you got me again.
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