I am a big fan of yours; I can prove this to you by the number of transactions on my bank statement and the receipts that bulge out of my wallet.
Yesterday morning I decided to take a full lunch break, which I rarely get to do, and could think of no place better to spend my hour than wandering your aisles. I prepared my shopping list, and couldn't wait to enter your doors!
I love seeing the super-saver bins when I first walk in...all those useless trinkets that I try and justify purchasing. I've always needed a magnet that looks like a pancake!
However, the super-saver bin was not the first thing I saw yesterday. Target, I have to say I'm disappointed that you made it a point for me to run right into a rack of tini-bikinis. That's just not nice-I'm in no state of mind to think about bathing suit shopping. Under normal circumstances, it is pure torture--and right now, I am not feeling so normal, so can you cut that out?
I decided to forgive you and moved on to the home goods, and realized I would probably need a cart (I had to go by that rack...again). And while I'm thinking about it: can someone make a note to run the carts through a bath of WD-40? I'll have to remember to come back when I get into tini-bikini shape, and simply push a cart around because it draws plenty of attention...
Here's the part where I really must thank you, Target. As I got back to home goods, squeaky cart in tow, I decided to put my purse in the cart. It's a little clutch purse, so I didn't want the contents spilling all over the place. I got smart and thought: "Hey, I'll secure it with this baby-strap-thingy."
(I'm not the only one who's done this, right?)
Target, you may not have seen this blog entry, but you sure alleviated all my concerns. Because of the baby-strap-thingy you place in your carts, I am now totally: in gear.
You may see a bright white light when you are dying, but you sure as hell see your future children flash before your eyes when you strap in a purse in the baby seat. In that moment my eyes filled with tears, but my heart also filled with hope...
Thank you so very much, Target. You continue to help me cross everything off my list.
Your loyal customer,
*Edited to add: As Bee Cee mentions, I did take my first Lupron shot last night -- wasn't too bad--had a bit of a red rash for about an hour, and it itched! Normal, right? Today, just a tiny red dot.
Here is proof that I got my arse in gear:
Although I remain a bit disconnected in the hope department, I'm on track! Thanks for all your support ladies and gents! Let the games begin...