It's Friday!

And I'm wrestling with the dilemma of what to do as soon as I escape from the reigns of the office. I know I'm heading to town, but when is the question... I fear I may just need to fulfill some of my shopping urges. If I get on the tube right after work I may just have enough time to spin to Oxford circus and pick up those new trainers I've been lusting over... but do I really need them? Of course not... but need is so subjective... Like for instance, today at lunch while in the second hand designer clothes shop... I found this gorge pair of Helmut Lang jeans for 35£!!!!!!! But did I buy them? No, no... so they were a smidgen too tight... but I gracefully passed them over to my slimmer co-worker in the next changing room. They fit her like Cinderella's slipper. Of course she bought them... so with that in mind, I'm convinced... I shall accept the fact that I need to go to town... and if I happen to fall victim to my retail need, I deserve it! I did do a good deed after all... sure I did!