Please. Please don't tell.
But I'm having an affair.
I'm cheating on Target.
I shouldn't do it. I'm not unhappy with Target. It didn't do anything wrong. It's not Target. It's me.
Something about those long hours, alone with Wal-Mart last week. They changed me. I see Wal-Mart in a new light. A brighter light. I thought they only had things like Christmas ornaments of Santa holding a gun. But I looked around, and I saw things I never expected to see there. Like organic unbleached flour. And a really cute long sleeve t-shirt for $6. A button down for $9. A tote bag, with Bono on it (yes, Bono!), for $7.
There were $7 sweatshirts. And Muppet Show flannel pajamas. And cute binder clips. And packages of M&Ms that are all green (only the green M&Ms!). Even the produce looked good!
Who knew? Not me. But I know now. And I keep going back for more.
I'm not leaving Target. Not at all.
I think we're just "on a break."
Please don't be mad at me.
I just need some time to work this out of my system.
Things will be back to normal soon. I promise.