I’m going blog-wild here. Three posts in one day. I am reluctant to do this because I feel like if there are too many at once, it diminishes the value of each one. (Do I flatter myself?) Especially with wordy posts like this, one is usually plenty to digest. But oh well. I’m in the mood.
Before I had an epiphany this is what I was GOING to post about Black Friday:
I love Black Friday. The last few years I have gone shopping with my mom (and sisters/sister-in-law here and there) and have really enjoyed it. We wake up early, not the earliest of the earlies, but about 5:30am and off we go.
I love it because I think that the buzz in the air is the perfect kickoff for the Christmas season. I have heard stories about grouchy people and grumpy women fighting over dishes, but to date I have not witnessed such scrooginess myself.
I also love it for the good deals. Oddly enough I rarely buy Christmas presents on BF. I usually splurge on something for myself (justifiable because it’s so CHEAP) or clothes for the boys (outfitting their entire winter wardrobe for half price).
Ultimately though, I love it for the same reasons we all love traditions.
This year all the girls met up for breakfast at Goldy’s in downtown Boise and it was a great way to wrap up a LONG morning.
BUT THEN this morning I had an epiphany and now I want to say THIS about Black Friday.
I heard on the news that it is official that we are in a recession. I know that wasn’t exactly a shocker, from my point of view it was obvious. People I know have lost their jobs, the dental office where I work is having a high rate of cancellations, homes are in foreclosure, wall street is diving. Hard times.
Next on the news came word that Black Friday sales had not only exceeded expectations, but they were higher than last year. Wait…
America, we have a problem.
No matter that President Elect told us to “tighten our belts”. We are addicted to spending. We are consumed with consumerism. We are greedy for a bargain. My sister declined the post-Thanksgiving shopping frenzy this year. She said that because she loves good deals, shopping on BF for her is like sending an alcoholic into a bar.
Unfortunately I think I have that problem too. I think as a nation we have that problem. A man lost his life because of that problem. I think my sister was wise to exercise restraint before she lost control.
Now I’m not sure what to think of Black Friday.