No Shopping for Me, Even In my Dreams...

For whatever reason, I don't normally remember my dreams these days, or I remember only fragments. So imagine my suprise that I remember vividly dreaming last night that I went on a shopping excursion to the Buffalo Exchange in my hometown and wouldn't even allow myself to shop in my dream! I wandered around the entire store and didn't buy a thing. I even took some clothes in to trade but ended up just getting the cash value for my items instead. This is strange for me because I love this store! It's no Beacon’s Closet , but it's convenient to visit on my trips home. I guess my resolve to cut out the unnecessary spending has leaked over into my subconscious also. Weird.