This weekend was pretty mild to say the least. Saturday night, we went to my mom's house and played Fibbage. If you don't know what Fibbage is, it's a game that you can get through the Amazon Fire Stick thing that my mom has and it's so much fun, guys! You all play from your smart phones and try to get people to believe your lies. I never win, but that's okay.
Sunday I got up exactly one hour before I actually needed to yesterday. Why? Because this crazy Target obsessed lady (aka - me) saw an Instagram the night before of some super cute Valentines Day dollar spot stuff and I had to have it all. Had to. I needed the washi tape, page flags, jars, string, and whatever the heck else was in that Instagram. I. Love. The. Dollar. Spot.
Going to Target on a Sunday before work is pretty magical, it was empty and I was sure the dollar spot would be fully stocked. Nope. Wrong. It was all picked over. Are there people with secret inside information on when Target gets the best stuff? If so, I want in too. I found a mason jar, that was actually $3.00 - why is it called the dollar spot when they throw in $3.00 items anyway? I'm not complaining though...a deliciously smelling candle, and two bins because I am a makeup hoarder.
So of course I picked up a random assortment of things to fill the void left from disappointment. I needed more makeup remover wipes anyway.
$36.00 later, and a Starbucks in hand I felt a little better having to head to work on a rainy Sunday. Spend money to make money? I don't know.
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Then we had brownies and watched The Golden Globes because, Amy and Tina.
Byeee.