I don’t enjoy shopping! I’ve been like this for as long as I remember. Don’t get me wrong I’ve had moments, brief ones, where I’ve had a rising of delight from a purchase. But on the whole, it mostly equates to misery. Unless it’s shopping and researching holidays or adventures. That’s different. Now I will gleefully put in many hours for that purpose. What I’m talking about today though is grocery, clothes, household and furniture. The day to day stuff. Some people may consider me tight, a scrooge, boring, tree hugger, unusual or many other possibilities. At the heart of it I think I just begrudge spending precious time shopping when there are so many other things I want to be doing. In par