Retail Therapy

I crack open my eyes,
And crawl out of bed,
Bully myself to get dressed,
Office beckons, enough said.

Day after day,
And then week after week,
The year has gone now,
Waiting for boredom to speak.

People do all sorts of things,
To distract themselves from the monotony,
I work and play, sometimes write,
And that’s become my life’s anatomy.

Until, one day at the office,
With mindless paperwork, when i wasn’t inspired,
I stumbled upon this sparkly website,
It’s been psychotic, what has since transpired.

A bauble here caught my fancy,
A trinket held me firm, like glue,
Just a little cash they say,
We can be yours, in red, pink and blue.

Starry eyed I clicked away,
Doing the math in my head,
Yeah so i’ll skip a few movies,
All reason, seems to have fled.

Living from delivery to delivery,
I wait to see what’s next,
What can I buy now,
It’s like I’m under a bloody hex!

My bank balance keeps falling,
My salary seems to shrink,
A week left to pay day,
I see my wallet, and i need a drink.

I need to rein it in, I say,
The devil himself tempts me,
One more pretty dress, couldn’t hurt,
Oh my god, now I must flee.

Purse strings tight,
I stay on the wagon the next few weeks,
The shoppaholic has been slayed,
I celebrate, smiling from cheek to cheek.

Until a Friday, when things are rather slow,
I sit at my desk and wonder,
I could just have a lil peek,
Yeah, I know, that’s a big ol blunder.

Another few hundreds gone,
A sin, a crime I’ve committed,
But those shoes were so stunning,
I’m no good, against consumerism to be pitted.

What can I say, I make no apologies,
What I do is personal philanthropy,
I’m girl and a notorious one at that,
I’ve tried it all, but nothing’s as good as retail therapy 😀