You're So Vain

I went shopping the other day with my mom and sister. We were in HomeGoods looking for a mirror to put in our Hampton Condo (my mom wants to start renting it out and she said nobody will be interested if it doesn't have a mirror and a TV, both of which it is currently without). We found a nice mirror that we thought would look even nicer as a pair. My sister, an avid shopper, said that she 'd seen that very mirror at the HomeGoods in Salem. I had already begun to wish I stayed home. After a long ordeal with an incompetent cashier I was put in charge of the go-buy-it-before-anyone-else-duty. The next morning I trekked to the mirror section in the back of the Marshalls/HomeGoods in Salem. Upon searching high and low, I came to terms with the fact that the subject of my quest was nowhere to be found. Defeated, I turned towards the door. As I walked along I couldn't help but notice how many people were in the store. It was roughly 12:00 PM on a Wednesday afternoon in the middle of March and all sorts of shoppers filled the aisles; moms with baby carriers strapped into their carriages, handsome Spanish speaking amigos with piles of silky button-up shirts hanging over their forearms, grey haired couples forgetting their years of scrimping and saving, and teenage girls too naive or too stupid to realize that they should be saving that "extra money" while saving is still an option. Then something interesting caught my eye -a jacket. But it wasn't just a jacket, it was THE jacket that I have been waiting for all my life (did I just jump on that teenage girl wagon?). I tried it on, and it fit me to the 'T', so I smiled. I surprised myself by smiling. If the jacket had not been sent to me from Heaven, I don't think I would have smiled. It was, though, because the price tag read $3.99, marked down from $400.00.  I tell you this tale while wearing the jacket,  in all it's glory, but forever in search of the matching mirror. At least I'm still smiling.