My shopping horizons have considerably diminished since I left my last job and moved away from London, so I'm aware that I'm getting excited by what I would otherwise regard as fairly mundane purchases.
Having said that, my Lush order arrived at the weekend, and I believe the noise I made was something along the lines of "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!". I love getting stuff from Lush, they send you their latest catalogue with your order and the box always smells nice, because they've popped in a couple of free samples of their lovely soap.
This month I only bought shampoo (Big) and conditioner (Veganese), but that was still pretty expensive once you'd factored in postage and everything. I worried about the cost, but the Doc (who's paying the credit card bills at the moment, let's not forget) was very sweet about it, he said he knows not only how much I love Lush products, but also that being able to get them over here helps me to not feel quite so isolated from my old life. So he was very supportive of my purchasing them, and he didn't complain about the cost at all, which was so sweet of him.
When the much anticipated parcel arrived I happened to be in the living room, so I saw the FedEx guy walk past the front window. He then put the parcel on the door mat, rapped on the door and left. Now obviously I was at home, but if I hadn't been my brown paper package would have been left sitting outside all by itself. I'm not so worried about it being stolen, but I could have been away and it could have snowed, or rained, or something. In which case the integrity of my lovely Lush stuff, particularly the recycled paper catalogue, could have been compromised.
This, people, is precisely why we got a PO box, I only wish we could get Lush to deliver to it.