Sanity vs Indulgence

OMG! A shoe sale sign! Do I go in or do I walk away from the store? Mhh....... If I go in I can kiss my bus fare for the month goodbye but if I don't go in I miss the chance of being the centre of attention in a pair that would normally set me back a few hundreds, maybe even thousands.... What's a girl to do? Go inside the store and see what they have in stock, surely it can't be that bad..... You have self-control mos. Walk away from my much-needed retail therapy session? I have a few events lined up and getting a few pairs won't hurt... eeerrrrr or maybe it will.

The ever-so-freindly shop assistant makes it hard to walk away cause she is "just so nice." Let me help her keep her salary and support her employer's initiative. But can I really afford to? The war between need and indulgence is brewing in my head. "What size are you ma'am," she says luring me to the corner that resembles a corner in my dream walk-in-closet. "I'm a five", I say clearly irritated cause she is about to get me into a tight corner. "Look, its the last pair," she adds. My sanity chips in "Find someone else to pick on woman and leave me alone. I don't have that kind of money." "They dropped from R1500 to R550. Now that's a real bargain, don't you think?" "Indeed," I murmur.

I reach into my purse and tempted to tell her to give me that pair when a call comes through from a friend to remind me of the "errands" I rushed to the mall to run. At that very moment, I look at the friendly young lady and say: "They are pretty and I can buy them in every colour. But now, I gotta run."

Remember ladies: "If the shoe fits, buy it in every colour but stick to your priorities......"