Hi. I’m Marla. Gimme a Minute. No really, I’m only going to take a minute of your time. I want to talk to you about therapy.
I mean retail therapy. I’m not talking window shopping here, I mean the real, “get out the charge card, check book, piggy bank surplus” and really going for it. Buying something you need, want, don’t need, might need, or used to like. Then paying for it, carrying it out of the store, and bringing it home.
This is not the kind of thing you might have buyers remorse for, not like a car or a house or a motorcycle, but something like a pair of shoes, a new purse, a pair of slacks, a sweater, a CD, a video for your collection, even fresh flowers. There may be no one on the planet who knows what you like better than you do.
Ok, so maybe you are in the financially able category that you can go out and buy yourself a motorcycle. Good for you. Go ahead. Treat yourself. Then you own it, and no one can take it away from you.
I don’t know why retail therapy works, all I know is that when the sky is really grey for a long time and it’s cold and depressing, or if it’s hot and humid and sticky outside, nothing says happy like a present you buy yourself.
