I open the bottle and stumble across Ebay. "Ooh! I just needed to look for a new pair of sunglasses", I say. Then am sucked into some kind of time-space vortex for the next two hours.
I come to with an empty bottle of wine beside me and am having happy thoughts of my new sunglasses which will arrive some time next week...
Along with all the other impulse purchases I made!
The week after a B.U.I (Buying Under the Influence of alcohol) session is like Christmas! Strange surprise packages appear at your door. You were like your own personal Kris Kringle!
Some of the items you buy are great (like those sunglasses), but other purchases just may have been helped along by that cheeky little bottle of red!
It's a week long extravaganza of parcels arriving via post. Almost like a surreal version of "The 12 Days Of Christmas" (feel free to sing along with me, you know the tune):
In the mail on the Monday, my postie gave to me...
A macrame owl hanging off half a dead tree.
In the mail on the Tuesday, my postie gave to me...
2 bright shades of eyeshadow, and a macrame owl hanging off half a dead tree.
In the mail on the Wednesday, my postie gave to me...
3 novelty purses, 2 bright shades of eyeshadow, and a macrame owl hanging off half a dead tree.
In the mail on the Thursday, my postie gave to me...
4 Snuggies snuggling, 3 novelty purses, 2 bright shades of eyeshadow, and a macrame owl hanging off half a dead tree.
In the mail on the Friday, my postie gave to me...
A 5 disc set of Barry Mannilow siiiiiiiiiiiiings....! (the 80's)
..and so on...
I'm just relieved that it didn't go as far as the 12 pink Flamingos!
Have you ever bought under the influence? Or have you ever experienced any kind of buyers remorse?
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