I married into a family of Black Friday shoppers (you know who you are). I, on the other hand, hate to shop. Seriously. I hate it. Unless, that is, I have tons of money and can spend it all in the home and kitchen departments. But, I don't have tons of money, I don't even have pounds of money. So, I don't like to shop. And, even worse than shopping, I hate to get up early . . . especially to shop. Doing one thing I hate is bad enough. But having to do something else I hate in order to do the first thing I hate is just not gonna happen. I would rather eat live cockroaches than stand in line at 2 a.m. to buy something that they will be all out of by the time I get to the front of the line. Okay, well, the live cockroach thing . . . maybe a slight exaggeration, but I'm still not gonna shop.
So, to all of you who live to shop on Black Friday, I tip my hat to you and hope that you do not get trampled by the stampede of people who are all trying to get that laptop for 99 cents (you know, the one that doesn't really exist).
I, however, will be tipping my hat to you while I sleep in my nice warm cozy bed :)