Life after Black Friday

I didn't buy a single item the day after Thanksgiving. And the only thing I bought on Thanksgiving Day were two bags of ice from the corner gas station near my parent's house, solely because their ice maker wasn't working and they hadn't thought about buying ice trays.

The day AFTER Black Friday (Golden Saturday in my opinion), I went to the grocery store and bought food for the next week because I knew the Thanksgiving leftovers wouldn't last forever, but I only bought groceries -- no TVs or DVDs or charcoal grills or all other types of nonsense that "the prices are so good you just HAVE to buy them."

Isn't it amazing how we go shopping crazy over stuff we really don't need?

Isn't it amazing that every year we fall for the "Black Friday" con-job retailers subject us to.

Isn't it amazing we aren't smart enough to stand up and say "enough is enough."

And when I say WE, I really mean YOU, 'cause I don't do Black Friday. I'd rather pay $100 extra on Saturday than battle through Black Friday crowds on Friday.

So what is life like for me after Black Friday?

The same as before: Trying to make the perfect guacamole, the most delicious banana nut bread, practicing guitar, reading good books, mowing the lawn as little as possible, and riding my motorcycle as far as I can.

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