It isn't reasonable to call it "retail therapy", because I needed shoes.
OK, that sound you hear is my mother laughing her head off. But my summer loafers are dead, as are both pairs of ballet flats. So I went into DSW, determined to find one or the other.
In the same aisle, I found both. In my size, which absolutely never happens.
To replace my loafer, I found this from Naturalizer:
OK, they are really a slide, but they have the feel of a loafer. Across the aisle from Anne Klein:
The ballet look with a bit of a wedge heel, and they feel great. The dilemma was which to choose? Then I heard my mother's voice in my head telling me to shut up and get both. (Sigh.)
So as I was walking up to the front, I thought about how that only took five minutes. Normally, I will come in because I have $10 off and time to kill. I shop when I have a discount, so that I don't end up spending more money out of desperation when I really need something. This time, I went in with a purpose and was done rather quickly.
Then I remembered that the other thing I would normally do is start in the Clearance section. I did a 180 and headed over, fairly certain that I wouldn't find anything I liked better than the two pairs I had already found.
You know what I found? My Nine West ankle boots. I bought a pair last season and loved them. Here was another pair, on clearance. In my size!
Seriously, people. I don't think I have ever, in my life, purchased three pairs of shoes for myself at the same time. I can't say that I feel guilty, though. And since I came home to a leaky ceiling that will become $2,000 in expenses to the plumber and I don't know how much to replace and paint the drywall with my birds over at the Refuge for two days...
I guess I can call it Retail Therapy.