An Open Letter to the Packagers of the Online Crap.
I don’t know how it’s shopping season already, but it is. If you are anything like me (children, work, cook, clean, fold, wash, repeat), then you shop online. I cannot imagine navigating stores on Black Friday, or any other day for that matter. I always have my kids with me, and unless there is a play area and a reliable person to watch said children as I shop, then it ain’t happening. (Why has Target not created this play area?) Well, I need to vent. What better way to do so then by spending hours writing, editing and drinking wine before sharing it all with you? I knew you’d understand.