Why I hate Target...

Note:  I don't really hate Target.


I hate my behavior when I'm IN Target.  You know the joke about the kid in the candy store?  Well, I'm that way at Target.


I went in today to get a new dustpan and broom set.  That's all.  They sell them at the dollar spot for $1.




I walked out of the demon store $22.78 lighter.  Yep, I fell for their clever floor plan and nifty aisle end-caps.


Most of my purchases were food, cleaning supplies, or toiletries (not included in the Year of Less tally), but  I did manage to bring 5 new things into the house.


Here are the offending 5 items:

All cleaning oriented (this year, I am including Less Filth as one of my things to strive for), but they are still items that count towards my total.




So, as penance I had to find six things around the house to get rid of.




Here they are:

Sayonara suckers!


In addition, I am sending four (of my 28 rocks glasses) and a dinosaur sandwich cutter to my sister.  







She needs the glasses and her kids love sandwiches and dinosaurs and my son is ambivalent about both.  Of course, I need to find some packing tape as the open but packed box has been sitting on my kitchen table for the last week...


someday I will get it together I swear.