“AUGH!!!!!!!”
-C.
Unbelievable! J. Crew was having a sale on shirts (which I needed a couple more of for winter to give my few work sweaters a break) and the skirt I was lusting after was also miraculously on sale as well. PLUS I had a $50 gift certificate that I got from my health insurance company for completing a bunch of health challenges they do throughout the year so I could afford them. Obviously I had to take advantage, n’est pas?

Not as easy as it first appeared! This sale closed at midnight over the weekend and I (ridiculous creature that I am) of course forgot the gift certificate in my work desk. Which meant a late night weekend gallop to the office, fetchingly attired in an old shirt, flannel pajama pants, mad hair, thick socks, and heeled shoes because they were the closest thing to hand as I rushed out the door. Accompianied by J.’s fond head shakes and sighs of, “You’re a nuggins.” His “adorable” nickname for me when I’m doing something particularly silly (I’m not so fond of it).
But apart from the slight craziness I exhibited, all was well! I ordered my things happily and went to bed at peace.
This morning I woke up to a shiny online coupon in my inbox advertising 20% off one’s total order. Which means had I waited 24 hours (and was psychic), I could have gotten my order for over half off.
Snarl.
That is the kind of thing that makes me want to scream.
J. Crew? Sale? How did I miss that?!?