Sale Season

This is a dangerous time of year for shopaholics like myself. Everywhere you go, there are sale signs. Especially if you live and work downtown. It’s unavoidable. I’ll find myself walking somewhere with a purpose in mind and get sidelined by a table of shoes. It seems like every mall is having a sidewalk sale. It doesn’t help that all the malls in the underground city are connected. So it’s just mall after mall after mall of sales. I should wear blinders like the poor horses in Old Montreal. Just this weekend, I passed by Old Navy, not intending to buy anything, but whaddy’a know, I left with a huge shopping bag. Mind you, everything I got was a great deal so of course, entirely justifiable. All the items on liquidation were discounted by a further 50%. So, how could I pass up pants for $7 or a hoody sweatshirt for $6? And I mean, another long T for a mere $2 is a wardrobe staple right? If winter indoor shopping was an olympic sport, I think I would get a gold medal. And it would match the great top I got!

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