Boycotting Black Friday
It’s an annual tradition
When I was a teenager, my mom would wake me up at 3 am on “Black Friday”. We would layer on clothes and stand in front of JC Penny’s for hours. All for a tiny snow globe.
Today, shopping on Thanksgiving and Black Friday are habits of the past.
Last night, my husband prepared a wonderful dinner.
Today, we drive to Maryland to see his family. I can’t wait to hang out with the boys.
It’s just a really nice day to indulge in some favorites:
- a book I’ve been highly anticipating
- dinner with people I don’t see often
- writing a long list of things I’m grateful for
It’s a tradition that I absolutely adore. Instead of fights over the biggest sales, I sleep in my extra comfy bed and spend some time on self-care.