i tried on a few things to keep it interesting. growing up i used to hate going shopping with my mum. i was always bored. i didn't want my sugarboy to be bored. however, i have seen enough 80s films with changeroom montages to know how to keep it flashy and interesting. i tried a few jackets, boots and stuff
i really needed gloves. frozen fingers in a melbourne winter are not only hard to steer with they're a little dangerous. so in the winter gloves section there was an average pair for $60 or a beautiful pair of Dainese for $150. this was a big step up from the boots and socks of the last outing totaling $90
i showed them to him. he liked. "do you want to get them?"
"yeah. they great. they're..." pretending i didn't know the price already i fiddled with the tag and faked a bit of shock to gauge his reaction, "um.. oh.. $150."
"do you want them?" his blue eyes sparkling
i looked for a some expression in him to see what he thought, i read nothing. "um... yes?"
"okay lets get them." he smiled
feeling i reached my credit limit, i walked to the counter. he didn't follow. "do you want a jacket?"
"er... yeah sure!"
we tried on a few jackets and there was one i liked, but none in my size. i couldn't push to spend $800 on a jacket that didn't fit right. we went and had lunch and a coffee.
"want to do some more shopping?" his little eyes beaming
"fuck yeah! let's go."
in another store they also didn't have much i liked so thinking ahead to the warmer months i grabbed a thinner riding jacket. he was quite excited to hand over the credit card for the $400 jacket. it's rough. i don't like getting something for nothing. but i eased into it so much that by the end of the day, the only person that seemed uncomfortable was the sales assistant trying to work out why some guy was paying for all my shiny things
a few days later i sent a thank you text and got this reply. i don't really understand it, but as long as he is happy.
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