The Cure for Shopping

This is the first of a series of blogs that have nothing whatsoever to do with fiction writing.

I had a really weird moment in Bed, Bath and Beyond today. BBB

I remembered the cure for shopping.

The moment I stepped inside I had a flashback to Sembach AB (air base) in Germany. I spent a year there, working as a cocktail waitress in an NCO club. (Quite a story in itself!) We had a small commissary on base but that was it. If you wanted anything bigger you went to Ramstein  PX which specialized in solid gold watches and gigantic music delivery systems – stereos (I hear turntables are back in now) with speakers the size of Volkswagens. Finding necessities was a challenge and, eventually, I quit shopping altogether. We ate on base, and I  wore a club uniform. No need to buy anything. Talk about a cure for shopping.

Then we came back to the States. Wow. Stores, groceries, clothes! I spent all the money I saved in Germany in a few months.

Today, after nearly two years of being unable to make it through any store bigger than a Walgreens, I stood at the entrance of housewares heaven, suspended between then and now. I felt, for a moment, as if I’d just returned from a stint overseas. Everything looked so strange and alien, but so wonderful. I took the first steps in shopping recovery today, wandering down the aisles, gawking at the insane bounty of an American store.

Now I just have to remember the cure for shopping – don’t do it too often.

What is your cure for shopping?

Oh, yeah. Revision is still in progress. Plot holes and opportunities for literary greatness abound.

10 thoughts on “The Cure for Shopping”

  1. Oh do I ever love to shop! I just bought some wonderful towels at Bed,Bath and Beyond last week. 🙂
    But I do have a cure for shopping. It’s called revision! It takes up oodles of time and keeps me out of the mall for months on end. Let’s hear it for literary greatness. 🙂
    BTW, I’ve nominated you for the Meet My Character Blog Hop, which goes live tomorrow. Don’t worry, my post went way looonnngg. Yours can be short and sweet, but I would love to meet one of your characters. 🙂

    1. The jury’s still out on whether I will ever love shopping again. If I can make it through a huge superstore I’d rather spend my energy walking a mile outside.

  2. Loved the post. I could relate. I’m not a shopper but there are times when it’s therapeutic, isn’t it? Like you say, walking up and down those aisles considering if I want to buy this or that…sigh. It’s nice.

    1. After two years of enforced non-shopping, I’ve become very cautious and stingy. Even my husband who formerly had a huge adversion to shopping cautions me to not buy the cheapest thing out there:)

  3. American stores are unbelievably stocked with so much it is a marvel…not that we don’t have big stores in the UK, it’s just that our version of big is smaller than yours. I cure my need for shopping by buying a bunch of books and then hiding with them until finished.

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