Operation Target Freedom

It is with some regret that I announce that my wild days of youthful indulgence and outrageous folly are over (all four of them). I've become one of them - one of those people who spend their weekends furniture shopping.

For shame, I know. I'm officially dull.

No parties or naked romps with Brisbane Lions players to report: instead, this weekend I alternated my time between Freedom and Target: the former because of a fabulous art deco-style mirror I've been eyeing off for a while; and the latter due to a 50% off homewares sale, which netted me some goodies for round the house.

However, I must admit to enjoying the process of furniture shopping almost as much as I enjoyed playing the pokies about this time last year. That was a weird phase. I blame my parents, who despite the good judgement to know better, continue to splurge every few days on a slight pokie binge. Going overseas and moving out seemed to break me of that habit, although I must admit to popping into the International Hotel up the road for a quick spin on a Big Ben machine last Sunday (for the record: it was my first pokie encounter since returning from overseas, and I won $2).

Obviously though the stress on the wallet is a lot more with furniture, so let's hope I manage to avoid homewares-shopping addiction. Although there is a gorgeous clear glass console table I'm keen on... not to mention that Samsung 32-inch LCD....

Hmmm... maybe all that indulgence and outrageous folly has just found a new outlet...