Dear Old Time Pottery,
Why oh why do you taunt me so? All day long yesterday, something in my head kept saying go to Old Time Pottery. You knew I would be going on that side of town to pick Logan up from the airport, so you sent me subliminal messages to come to your store. You are bad Old Time Pottery, bad. You knew I was on the hunt for faux pumpkins, so you put them on sale at a very wonderful price to get me in your clutches. Once there you knew that I would fall victim to your row after row of holiday goodness. Luring me with your cheap prices and bountiful goodness. Yes you knew what you were doing. You just did not count on one thing.
You see Old Time Pottery, you did not count on the fact that I have a disorder. AADD as a matter of fact. What you don't know what that is?
Adult Attention Deficit Disorder
Yes, you see as you lured me into your store, I was overcome by the vast amount of choices that were offered to me. So I could not decide, my attention would be here and then there, until I grabbed the precious pumpkins, I had originally went there for and headed screaming out your doors.
Next time I will be more decisive. I will go in with a list and a friend to hold me accountable. Next time you will not overwhelm me. No, next time you will not cause me to fill my buggy up with countless items, to then question my choices before going through the checkout.
You have been warned!
The girl who bought all the faux pumpkins, and the ceramic pumpkins and the two little birds, and the finial, and the random set of .75 spoons.