One of these days, I’m going to share a “things I DON’T do” list with you here on the blog. And when I do, #1 on the list is going to be that I Don’t Shop.
Seriously. I hate shopping.
At any given time, there are about 100 other things I’d rather be doing other than shopping. It’s not that I hate looking in stores–I don’t mind that, really, and I’m always happy to help a friend pick something out–but choosing something that actually looks good on me, and then paying for it, and bringing it home, and cutting the tags?
That’s another story.
Usually, my I Don’t Shop strategy works for me. It saves me time–because I spend the time I might have been shopping doing other things. And it saves me money, because I don’t spend any if I don’t go shopping.
But my No Shopping strategy also occasionally lands me up a creek. I’ll suddenly realize that I only have one pair of jeans that actually fits, or just 3 shirts that I actually wear and 2 of those got holes in them, and what am I going to wear to that wedding next weekend, anyway?
Through trial and error, I’ve figured out a couple of shopping strategies that work for me:
1. If I’m in a store, and I find something I like, I buy it. Period. The End.
I’m a maximizer by nature, and I’ve learned the hard way that if I let myself start comparison shopping, that process will never end. The more options I look at, the less satisfied I’ll be with my final choice.
If I find something I like, I need to buy it, take it home, and cut the tags. Immediately.
2. I need to do a regular wardrobe assessment to make sure I actually have decent basics in my closet.
For those of you who actually like to shop, this will sound ridiculous. But those of us who don’t go shopping EVER (and especially if we’ve had babies in the past few years), know that it’s possible to end up with nothing to wear. I’m not talking about the first world problems version of “nothing to wear,” I mean nothing to wear besides my 3 tshirts (two with holes) and one pair of jeans.
When I fail to plan ahead, even for something as prosaic as clothing, I can create a bit of an emergency. Like now. I hate jeans shopping, so I didn’t run out and replace my jeans last year when I should have. Then I didn’t think about it all summer. When I finally got around to denim shopping last week, my size was sold out.
Right now, I’m just hoping Fed Ex brings my new jeans before I leave for the Influence Conference, because otherwise I’ll be wearing the same jeans for 4 days straight. (Not like I haven’t done that before, but my standards are a little higher for a conference!)
Sometimes I wish I loved shopping more, but that’s just not who I am. And that’s okay, as long as I follow my two personal rules to keep myself decently clothed.
Am I the only one who hates shopping?