Someone please take my membership card away from me because I spend way too much time at Costco!
I was just chatting with my sister yesterday – actually telling her how much time I spend at Costco. For a family of only three most of the year, and when College Daughter comes home part of that time – one would think I have twelve children under the age of twelve. My trips to Costco [as most of my readers know] are not always just the average trip spending gobs of money on something(s) I really don’t need! My inner spendingmonster can and usually does surface at this mega-super-costcutting store. I get passed the Morgan Freeman look-alike. Put my membership card back inside my wallet and off I go down one aisle to the next. I know Costco like a GPS tracker. Blind fold me and send me off in any direction. Spin me too and I’ll get you to the bakery once I stop vommiting after you spun me around. No worries….I’ll get you to not only the bakery but to the frozen treats!
Today my morning run to Costco was for three items. (1.) Frozen Fruit. (2.) Coffee Filters. (3.) Paper Towels.
I’m eleven items over my three item list. I couldn’t leave without grabbing the mega plastic tray of freshly baked croissants. Apple who has been all about France this past year feels it’s only proper to have a croissant in her weekly school lunch. Perhaps these flakey buttery clouds of air will improve her French vocabulary. Football Superstar asked for his favorite shaving cream and eye solution. Got it. But also I grabbed another pair of Nike athletic shoes because they were on sale and why not have another pair of black Nike’s to match the pair you have now? Except the older Nike’s have shark teeth marks from puppy boy. And why not grab yourself a pair of travel pants since my goodness they were on sale too!
Does this make me a Costco hoarder? Or am I becoming my father when he made impulse purchases every place he walked into? Perhaps I’m just aging into adulthood and finally realizing that if I’m not working full time I’m shopping part-time and spending way too much time with a Morgan Freeman look-alike. After all, on a recent trip to Costco he did suggest I become an employee to save on my super purchases.
For those of you who may have missed my post on [4/15 “a stager throwing in the books?”] I didn’t actually throw the books out my second floor window – yet. I promised my wonderful husband who never once insist I hand over my Costco membership card – that I will be available for staging at anytime. Anyplace. And I will not tell the client(s) they are completely insane for choosing violet and green paint for their master bath. The bathroom walls will look like the Queen when Harry and Megan married. (I do like mint and violet together just not on walls) Back to Costco….. Our deck needed an accent rug. And so one became item number fourteen. It’s quite pretty. Tan jute with a black design. Pirate’s Booty. Come on now….you know I won’t pass up the Pirate’s Booty! Naan Bread for Friday night pizza. Two beach towels ($9.99) to keep on hand because you never know when you may need another beach towel. And lastly I didn’t forget the paper towels.
Once upon a time I would write a post about shopping. It was titled Shopping 101. I can’t for the life of me think of why I stopped trying to menu plan and budget. Why is that so hard for me? Apple found my menu planner along with it’s matching alphabetical order coupon folder. I have always thought myself to be organized. Perhaps I’m not as organized as I thought. Or just maybe I like adventure and I’m the adventurous kind of gal who likes to blindfold herself and run through the aisles of Costco?! It doesn’t matter now because there’s no way on this semi-green planet that I’m going to get organzied at this point of my life! If I’m able to remember the main three items on a list then hey – I’m doing just fine. Because you can make that wager I’m coming home with eleven more items!
Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend!