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    Coming Unhinged at Target

    To make a very long story short (because my three page post was deleted by the magic that is Blogger), I went, I walked, I searched, I growled at children, I was completely defeated, I put things back on shelves and donning a dress with Chacos and no umbrella, walked to my car in the midst of a torrential downpour with a sopping wet stack of unused coupons and not a single bag of goods after spending nearly an hour and a half in Target. About two minutes into my drive home, the rain let up and I called my mom sobbing out tears of self-pity and loathing of coupons…