My birthday is at the end of the year, and as I’ve found things I liked this year, I’ve kept them in mind as possible birthday presents.
It’s been like being a kid again, in those days when the anticipation of getting something would drag out for months, either until I saved enough money, or until my birthday came.
Today I bought some things for my parents to give me for my birthday. I’d had my eye on them for about 4 months, so I knew I really wanted them, and then today I discovered there was a sale at the store.
It had been so long since I’d first seen these items, that I knew they could be sold out and they were no longer listed online.
I actually prayed on the way. I prayed that if God wanted me to have them they would be there, and that if not, I would be content in that.
It was all there. And all 60% off.
For the first time this year, I bought something for myself (though I won’t actually ‘receive’ it til December.)
I couldn’t believe how it felt. No buyers remorse. No guilt. No feelings of excess. Just a real joy that I haven’t felt since I was a kid, after having saved for something for months.
My going without has returned to me a more pure form of shopping joy.
sarsrose 