A confession of a true shopoholic

I am a stereotypical girl in the fact that I have an unnaturally large collection of both purses and shoes for no apparent reason. I am not a shopoholic in the way the phrase is normally coined. What I mean by this is that I am not followed by a vast amount of credit card debt. On the contrary; I have money saved in the bank, money for a house one day, but that is a different story. My shoping impulses are brought on with boredom. I go shoping to kill time, a habbit many women suffer from you see. We are not plagued by the idea that we must own one of every shoe out there as our male conterparts often think, we are simply bored. The town I live in does not offer a large array of cheap ways to kill time. i attended my university back to school barbeque and after dropping my friend off at home and taking my dogs for a run at the park I found myself with an hour and a half to kill before work. Now logically I could have started some of my readings for one of my classes but who wants to do that when there are shops to be browsed. I entered our local "winners" store, with nothing in particular in mind to buy but with the useful knowledge that new stock came in on thursday, which it does every week, so I found myself ready too search. I begin in the purse section as I usually do and find six or seven Kathy Van Zealands that I do not need, but would very much like. I place 2 of them in my basket after a fair amount of diliberation. I then carry on to the housewheres section hitting bed, bath, kitchen and decor where it hurts... my wallet that is. I find myself in the book section hiding my pursese behind a set of photo albums knowing quite well I do not need them, but will leave them there in hopes I return richer tomorrow. Elapsed time at this point... one hour. I put down my basket in the middle of the overpowering scent of candles and proceed to leave the store, having not spent a penny today. I leave with the knowledge that I did not need anything in my basket though I certainly wanted it, and knowing that I have sucessfully killed time before work and not killed my credit. I shop out of boredom I buy out of necessity. It is a skill women need to pick up, learn that you can simply put down your basket and walk away... It would help many a family I assure you.