Before the turkey is even prepped, you will find my better half sitting at my parents’ breakfast bar with a mission. There he sits— Black Friday sales flyers strewn about, a pad of paper in one hand, a pen in the other. I’m going to blame myself, because that seems like the easiest way to explain why this manly man has an addiction to Black Friday shopping. I spent my teens and early twenties working retail, so I had yet to experience the joy, the excitement, the pure adrenaline rush of shopping on the day after Thanksgiving — I experienced the “joy” of working that day. The first year I didn’t work retail Matt suggested we head out first thing in the morning to do some deal hunting. We were recently married — wedding gift cards burning a hole in our pocket and we desperately needed a new TV. I should rephrase that. Flat screen televisions were still sort of a luxury and Matt felt we desperately needed one. So, we stuffed ourselves with Turkey, took what most would consider a nap and hit the stores. We purchased a 32 inch TV, which was — at the time — a complete steal at $600. With $300 in gift cards, we were quite satisfied when we walked out of the store. What followed that day was super fun. We shopped, got some amazing deals and wrapped the day with a cold brew — just the two of us. Today, four years later, I am still really satisfied with that TV. Matt on the other hand, has been trying to replace that TV since we bought it. As anyone who shops Black Friday deals can attest, flat screen TVs have come down quite a bit in price, making them a tempting buy to someone like Matt. So, there he sits each year, scouring flyers and talking big game about getting in line at 3 a.m. to take home the 70 inch TV for $100. Of course he loves turkey more than he loves TVs and once he’s eaten his fill on Thanksgiving he never makes the 3 a.m. wake up call. Frankly, that’s okay with me, because the best part of our tradition continues. Once we do wake up, we sneak out of the house, get some great deals and enjoy a cold brew at the end of it. We toast to another holiday season together and the hope that we get a bigger TV next year. Of course, I hope we never do. Shopping on Black Friday has become our little two-person family tradition, so if TV shopping is the excuse we need to continue the tradition, I’ll shop for a new TV forever.
Emily Caswell is the Managing Editor of CAWLM. She has a passion for fun, family, friends, shopping sprees, cold drinks and Lansing.