I did a lot of things yesterday morning. I went to the Super Target and bought a weeks’ worth of groceries (with LilZ’s help). We came home, unloaded those groceries (Why do I keep buying tuna? We already had too much to begin with.), LilZ showered, I fed NikkiZ, and then we went to the used bookstore.
(Not before LilZ’s cash was EATEN by our DOG. Our dog ate MONEY. COLD HARD CASH. I’m still in shock over it. We’ve been finding pieces of bills chewed up around the house all day.)
LilZ bought about 13 books at the bookstore (some with credit from his trade-ins) and then we went to check my mailbox. WHICH WAS CLOSED for the damn holiday weekend. I swear, Mail Boxes Etc. would be the best store to work for because they have the easiest schedule EVER. Damn them. (This also means I still didn’t get to mail my brother’s birthday gift. It will be a Christmas present by the time he gets it.) We then went to Hobby Lobby (the new one!) and then walked from there to Barnes and Noble. LilZ spent the rest of the cash (I reimbursed him) on MORE books and we headed home.
Okay. Now – do you see what all we did? Do you know where MrZ was during all of this? HOME DEPOT.
Do you know what happens when you run a deal with 12 months no financing at a home repair store? And you mix that with a guy with a credit card from that store. A credit card with nothing on it. And then you add in a house in need of repainting? You get my husband spending FOUR HOURS (I am not exaggerating at all, as a matter of fact? I may be leaving off 30 minutes or so) at the damn store and coming how with all of this crap. He says if we didn’t have to be somewhere at 1:30? He would have stayed a little bit longer and bought a little bit more.
I told him that if I had gone with him? We would have been divorced by the time the trip was over. AND I WASNT LYING. I hate Home Depot on Saturdays almost as much as I hate Wal-Mart. The crowds? Are the type of crowds that drive normal citizens to murder. Especially in the summer when everyone decides they want to do something to better their homes. I hate that place. HATE.