I know my readers are just dying to hear what I did on Black Friday so I decided to write a little about my day to show my personal side a bit more. As I heard endless commercials through the week in preparation for Black Friday I waited anxiously for the day of unbelievable sales to smother me in a bank account draining passion. I thought about people stampeding me to get that extra 20% off on the hair dryer, and the deep discount on the plasma TV. I barely could sleep Thursday night, but this is mostly attributed to my knee aches and borderline restless leg syndrome.

So as I delved into a slumber by 2am I feverishly dreamed about what it would be like to get the extra 20-50% off of the things I don’t need. It took so long to think about it I finally woke up around 11am EST. Knowing that most of the sales have ended because of my failure to own a rooster to wake me before the crack of dawn I decided to prepare myself for the last portion of the Black Friday. So I went back to sleep for 20 more minutes till I finally awakened into a coffee craving mood. Finally by 4pm I decided to go buy myself a bandsaw and a sander at 10% off. I was lucky because there was only half a pallet left. Then it clicked, there is no construction going on in America right now. I could have actually taken a couple more weeks to get these items and still got 10% off.

Thinking the day was over my wonderful wife looked at me and said there was a sale. How could I ever turn her down so I did what any responsible husband would do and took her shopping. She wound up with a Coach handbag that made her smile beyond words. This is when I discovered that Black Friday was not about me, but her. So the moral of the story? Black Friday is a ridiculous commercial tradition, but my wife is more important than the things I find unimportant.

So onto Cyber Monday when I continue to surf the internet and use shopping as my excuse.