I am no stranger to buyers remorse. I'm usually filled with guilt the moment I've spent any money on myself which I have not budgeted. (Please, no comments about budgeting-I've heard it all. It's like the whole "Diet Coke is going to kill you someday if you don't give it up" argument. I've heard most of it and I agree with it. And someday I'll get better at it.)
Anyways, yesterday after a rather rough morning with the girls, in which Matilyn proceeded to whine for about 1.5 hours straight, I went to Old Navy. I love that stinking store. Never mind that the sizes are not consistent from one season to the next.
Except, now I'm hating that store. After I perused through the women's section (where I found an adorable black wrap dress for only $16!) I went over to the kids' section. Low and behold, there were jellies. You know, the plastic shoes that girls where? Well, for $10 a pair I thought they were worth it. So I bought a pink and green pair. Once home, the girls wanted to put them on. Within minutes the pink pair's snap broke. I promised a very devastated Reagan that tomorrow (today) we would go back to the store and exchange them for a new pair.
Today, we got into the car and went back to ON to exchange them. I got the new pair, cut off the tags (saved them of course) and put them on a very happy Reagan and then we went to the gym. By the time my yogalates class was over, the pink ones broke again. I'm not kidding. So, Reagan is flipping out. So much so that she wouldn't even put the shoe on since it wouldn't snap. And then Mati starts flipping out; apparently something was wrong with the green ones too. Darn it. I hauled them off to the car, took their shoes off, and told them that for throwing those fits, they are not getting jellies at all. I'm taking them back for a FULL REFUND!
And that leads me to the real remorse. Crappy shoes from ON. You get what you pay for, I guess.