I have my list and my costco card ready to go as we walk into the giant warehouse full of wonderful things. With me is my husband, my mom and my cousin Alex. My husband insisted we needed three shopping carts because he knows his wife. I reassure him that my list has only five things and one cart would suffice. On the list was toilet paper, paper towels, dryer sheets, bottled water and paper plates. As we begin the long walk down the isles of wonder, I immediately become distracted by all the amazing things. Velour hangers! Adult beverages! Jean jackets! Gouda cheese! Doggie treats! We needed them all. Before I knew it the cart was full and we hadn't even checked anything off the list besides dryer sheets. My husband sends Alex to get a second cart. Cart 2 is filled instantly. So yes. We needed the third cart. Luckily, however, cart three was for all the things that my mom needed as well. Needless to say. He was right. We needed three carts. Now off to eat my gouda.
Made it to Friday, I thought to myself as I opened my eyes to my fourth snooze alarm. It's been a long and busy (in a good way) week at work and home and I am looking forward to day two of our book organization project at school. Made it to Friday, I say to myself as I get out of bed and become instantly anxious at the thought that I... Made it to Friday... The thought became scary... Scary because tomorrow is Saturday and we are hopping on an airplane to fly to the Bahamas in less than 24 hours. Don't get me wrong, I love Fridays, I love the thought of being in the warm sun, I love the thought of Friday before spring break...but... I hate the thought of flying (even in first class). We made it to Friday, I tell myself, this time in a bummed out way because tomorrow is Saturday and I have to fly. Flying makes me nervous. I am still having trouble deciding which movie I will watch during our 3.5 hour flight. Usually I feel ok once I have a good distracting movie picked out and ...
So accurate. This is how I feel about Target- the list is only suggestions and sometimes I get home and realize I forgot everything on it!
ReplyDeleteThis is why I go to Costco alone!
ReplyDeleteOh, Costco! This is why my husband insists on going without me. Hilarious line: "Before I knew it the cart was full and we hadn't even checked anything off the list besides dryer sheets." Been there, done that.
ReplyDeleteCostco just opened a store about an hour away from me in the fall and I am looking forward to actually checking the warehouse out. I have heard good things about them.
ReplyDeletelol Happens every time! Good thing you had enough people to push all the carts. Great Slice!
ReplyDeleteThis would be me at Target too.
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