One-Hundred Dollars!

Last week I suffered the loss of an amazing friend. The pain I felt/feel from that loss was more intense than I could have ever imagined. I spent days moping around, rarely eating and really just wanting to sleep. My sweet husband decided he needed to try to intervene. He said to me, “Why don’t we take you out and buy you some new clothes? That will make you feel better.” I reminded him how practical I am and that new clothes would probably only make me feel better for a few moments. He insisted that it would help. I remembered my three hundred dollars cash from Christmas that my parents gave me. So I told him, I am not sure that new clothes will make me feel better, but the fact that my husband is willing to take time out of his busy day to take me to a clothing store, (which he hates) will make me feel loved and in turn just might cheer me up.

Since I had not eaten all day and I had a one hundred dollar gift card from P.F. Changs I thought we would start our outing with lunch. We did not let our waitress know that we were in a hurry and by the time we were finished we only had 30 minutes to shop for clothing. So we just went into the boutique next door. Normally when I go into any store I whisk past all of the clothing in the front and head straight to the clearance section. If the sales person asks if they can help I brush them off with an, “I am just looking response.” Instead the straight talking literal side came out of me and I told the women that my husband and I were out shopping for something to cheer me up. Little did I know those words were magical. The next thing I knew I was whisked back to the dressing room and almost every woman in the store was working on bringing me shirts, pants, dresses and I was even offered shoes and accessories.

I tried to enjoy the moment and started trying things on with out my usual looking at the price tag first. I modeled this snake print shirt for my husband and he said he really liked it and that I should get it. I clasped my hands around my mouth and mouthed the words, “One Hundred Dollars” to him. His mouth dropped open and then he smiled. He knew his frugal wife would not buy a one hundred dollar blouse even if she has three hundred dollars cash in her pocket. I started to feel anxiety as I realized that half the store was hard at work trying to find some clothing to cheer me up. So I started looking at the other price tags and the lowest price I found was still more than sixty-nine. This frugal mama was not about to spend that kind of money just to keep the sales lady happy, but she considered it for a moment. I looked at my watch and realized it was almost time to pick up my son from school and for my husband to go to his appointment. I felt bad, the sales lady was counting on a sale, the other ladies had tried to help her fill my dressing room. The exit is in the front and the dressing room is in the back I can not sneak out without her seeing me. ๐Ÿ™‚ What do I do? I walked right up to her and explained. Thank you for helping me you are so sweet, but I have to pick up my son from school. She may have been a little bewildered but I am sure she got over it. Moral of the story: A kind gesture means more than a material possession and never tell a sales lady you are looking for something to cheer you up. ๐Ÿ™‚


  • Lorena B

    Sometimes, when I feel down I get online and start shopping. I know that possessions will not make me happy but I still give in.
    Recently a newlywed, I have a hard time letting my husband cheer me up but your story is a perfect example to keep in mind.
    I’ve learned that we need to rely on others. By share experiences and feelings with those that matter most to us we grow together. We become better people.
    Thank you for sharing this story.

  • Patti

    So sorry to hear about the loss of a friend. That is tough. Very tough.

    I have a similar shopping story., higher price tag!! We stayed at a very swank hotel about a year ago when visiting our daughter. The hotel had a few boutiques, one with an absolutely gorgeous blouse in the window. I know better than to even walk in these boutiques. Hubby not so much. He saw me admiring the blouse and I think he thought he might buy it for me. It was $1,500. Yes that is one five zero zero. We spent some time in the store to be polite and then walked out. Hubby was shell shocked and said he never knew anyone would pay that much for a blouse. Lesson learned!!

  • mel


    “This too shall pass”

  • Kari

    Sorry for your loss. I also lost someone very special to me this week.

  • Jeanie

    I’m so sorry for your loss. I have tears on my cheeks just imagining your pain. Sending a hug from someone who’s been there. Prayers for peace. ๐Ÿ™‚

  • mar

    Thank you for sharing your story, so sorry for our loss. praying you will feel better.

  • Helen in Meridian

    We all feel your pain. I really do recommend getting a new appliance, like your VitaMix you got a year ago or so. I am a real sucker for more more more dishes and cookware. That is my weakness. You can still be frugal and have great cookware and china. Don’t know what happened, but we all share the angst.

    • Monica

      Helen- Your comments always bring a smile to my face. You are so fab. I tell you what if I had a bigger kitchen to store new kitchen appliances that might make me feel better. ๐Ÿ™‚

      This week has been better. I think writing this post was nice therapy.

  • JaDan

    My father passed away on Easter evening. Four years of having pancreatic cancer…I felt very disconnected as well. Unfortunately my husband works out of town quite a bit, so I moped around, slept alot and was very angry. Until I realized that my Dad wouldn’t want me to feel this way over his death. I feel your sadness.

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