I couldn't believe it
happened to me! I never in a million years thought that it would happen. My
friends wouldn't believe it if you told them too. But here I sit recollecting
what I still can't believe happened...
The boyfriend and I had to stop
at Home Depot and "get a few things". Every woman knows that that
means; every woman that is but me. I've never fallen into the category of
'being bored' at a home building centre. There is something to be said for the
smell of the freshly cut wood, the sound of the saw buzzing and the clinging of
the hardware falling to the ground.
I am usually in tow of a
mighty long list of items that "I need" there; whether it be a paint
brush or a drill. Personally I love building centre type
stores; they fascinate me with all the ornate items they carry. I always seem
to find what I need there, with or without the assistance of the yet to be seen
'Sales Associates'.
Yet here I was today at
a loss; I had no projects on the go, nothing to build, nothing to paint. How
could I come into such a glorious place and NOT have something to buy? How
could I not think of anything to buy? I dug my heels in and thought really hard
of what "I needed"; with no avail I knew I was beaten. With no
projects on the go; I really had no purpose to be there...like a tit on a bull.
What to do now?? I
pushed the cart for the boyfriend, loaded some OSB, some patio blocks and carried the
load as best I could. I had to be helpful, I had to feel important...but there
it was...staring me straight in the face...
W-A-I-T-I-N-G for the boyfriend!
Ugh!!! I had no more aces up my sleeve; I had to give in, I had no choice. So I
did what most women in Home Depot do...I read a magazine. Yep, I never in a
million years thought this day would come; but yet here I am feeling the pain
of being a Home Depot Widow.
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