Que Viva Amazon!

Today I realized I have a serious problem. I was sad for a number of reason all of which of are my fault so, I went to Amazon. I was emotionally distraught and the first thing I could think of to make me feel better was Amazon.

My search started with just basket to organize my linen closet. A little click here and another over there and bam! 7 items in my cart and $305.61. Luckily I caught myself before check out but it became pretty obvious at that point:

I may have an unhealthy obsession with Amazon.

Now I say ‘unhealthy’ but I don’t quite mean it in a bad way. Hey, I love Amazon! I get packages at least twice a week, sometimes more. I had my birthday and Mother’s Day wish list on there and I will definitely use it for Christmas and the kid’s birthdays. They even have Subscribe and Save where you don’t even have to remember to order toilet paper; they do it for you. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking: OMG! She is so lazy! Well, guess what? You’re right. I am lazy. I’ll own that.

But to be honest, the conveniences of Amazon give me more sane moments with my family; not dragging them out shopping. No matter how well-behaved your kid is, those shopping trips are never as fast as you need them to be and your kid always whines and begs for something. Even though you used your Mommy Voice in the car and told them not to ask because we don’t have the money for those extra.

When I scroll through Amazon it’s like a quick one-stop shop for the things we need. But even the things I don’t need I get on Amazon. I mean if it has 2 day free shipping I’m going to get it. My Amazon saved for later section has ONLY 71 items. These are the items I drunk buy. What’s that, you ask? Well sometimes on Thursdays mama has a glass of wine or 3. She strolls over to the Amazon app and boom picks up something for herself that she had been hesitant to purchase. Thanks to Amazon I have an adult paint by number set, a bright blue clutch bag and a variety of J Lo sized hoop earring. And let me tell you.

It’s a real treat when 2 days after a hangover you get a package in the mail that you weren’t expecting.

Hiding the packages are the real problem. So, my 83 year old grandma has, all on her own I might add, started hiding them under her bed for me. She pulls me into her room to show me and covers her mouth as if we were doing a drug deal. It’s the best thing ever!

Look, I know Amazon isn’t for everyone and you maybe won’t find everything.

hahaha Who am I kidding Amazon is amazing and I will continue my love affair with them. Or, at least I will as long as that delivery guy remembers to leave everything at the side door and my grandmother smuggles it all past my family.

*This was not a paid post it was a mom expressing her love for Amazon. Also, if you didn’t know by using the link smile.amazon.com you can help raise money from a list of a million charitable organization.*