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Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Frenzzled.

Frazzled?  Frenzied?  Today I am both. I am Frenzzled.

Richard and I were the only Patient Care Coordinator's for Temple (and for Waco during the morning). From the time I walked on to my war zone ward (it's currently in a state of deconstruction),  I put out fires and corrected other people's mistakes--and a couple of my own mistakes. I worked through a grazing lunch at my computer. Richard (and Aretha in the afternoon) took care of a lot of my extra stuff, and I still stayed over an hour late.

After  work  I had two errands that could not be put off until Friday: spend ten dollars Khol's Cash  before it expired tonight, and pick up Thanksgiving Treats for the FurKids.

Khol's parking lot was overflowing, so I headed to PetCo and decided I would return to Khol's after I fed and pottied my hooligans. 

I ended up feeding and pottying them, and promptly  falling asleep sitting straight up on the sofa. I woke up a little after 9pm with a crick in my neck. Off to Khol's I raced.  I had a little les than an hour to spend my Khol's Cash. I had three items in mind.  The first one I found would be the lucky winner.  Looking at the store map, I saw the layout had changed since my last shopping trip--and I developed the route I would take to minimize distractions. 

I walked through the door with just enough time to run my route before they closed.

They didn't have the three items I went for; however, en route to the final item I spied something else that I needed--but which technically could wait since it is cheaper elsewhere--except I had Khol's Cash and only a few minutes left to spend it, so I grabbed the item, without checking the price, and trotted off to the cashier. 

The Cashier said it  was on sale--half off.

Between my Khol's Cash and the sale  I walked out of the store with $20 worth of merchandise...for free. I couldn't even use the percentage off coupon or my rewards money, because they weren't needed. I love a deal.

Now I'm wired. 

I could be a really good BiPolar or junkie--when I find a good shopping deal it's like a high that requires more buying and deal finding. I totally "get" addiction and chemical imbalances. Thankfully, I also can usually practice a little restraint, self-control, and delayed gratification.

Usually.

It's harder during the holidays when everyone around me is frenzy-shopping as well, because it's contagious. 

However, the frenzy is fast becoming replaced with the frazzle and I'm winding down.

That's a good thing since I'm covering  the whole hospital by myself Thanksgiving. 

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