Aargh, and I have been let down in my search for a backless red silk dress - unless I can overcome my fear of artificial fabrics. "I don't think I can stomach taking that much polyester home with me," I told the clerk at the Macy's. Damn Newport News for being sold out. I don't care if they're getting more in on December 30th - that doesn't do a damned bit of good for me!
Right, in other news, I did get the present I wanted for shadowdaddy tonight, and I think the shopping is now officially over and done with. Wrapping - well, I don't think that's going to be happening tonight. I have to pack, and shower, and ... and ... oh, I have so, so many things to do! All I want to do is drink hot cider and vegetate, though, because I am exhausted. Every day this week I've seen my reflection and thought, "Damn, that girl looks like she needs some sleep." And I do, sleep and relaxation, and some pixie to wave his wand and take care of all of my problems.
I hate shopping. At least it's over now.