This weekend shall be known from here on out as the weekend of the $1.99 skirt.
It started innocently enough, when Bart went out to D.C. for an interview. But then, he made the novice mistake of extending his trip by a day and a half to visit a high school friend who lives outside of D.C.
Leaving me alone for many evenings in a row, with homework that had to be avoided.
Needless to say, I went to Old Navy. Three times.
The first night, Thursday, I discovered that a skirt I had nearly bought a few weeks before was hanging on the rack with a price tag declaring it $1.99. Yes, less than two dollars. In my very own favorite size.
I bought it.
Then, on Saturday, I ventured out to another Old Navy which I’d heard had a terrific clearance section, but I had never visited before.
And there, on the racks, were two denim pencil skirts, one in white and one in very very dark blue. Each for $1.99. Both in my size.
Obviously, you cannot walk away from that sort of deal.
I did not.
And Bart has learned that he probably ought not to leave me home alone for entire weekends at a time. Although, he spent more on his airport meal than I did on two new skirts, so he can’t exactly complain.