It's only a problem if you let it become one.

I have got to stop reading these books about successful young women who have shopping addictions. Simply because I fear I am one of them.

The problem comes when these fabulous women get themselves into debt and are forced to realize that perhaps they are a little superficial and forces them to curtail their shopping.

But for me shopping is happiness. My mother has never understood why I "need" so many clothes. I don't "need" them I just like to buy them because in that way money can buy happiness.

On a brighter note it was one of the greatest sights I could have asked for; seeing him lift his arms. Nothing (aside from him standing up from that chair and giving me a hug) could have made me happier today.