Today I went with the family to an Ikea store for the first time. Life Lesson #4876. Leave the visa at home when planning a trip to Ikea. Oh. My. Goodness. This place is humungous!! It can take a person hours to get thru. They have a child minding centre for the shoppers. That should have clued me in right there. I must have put 10 things into the shopping cart that eventually went back when I was trying to decide which I wanted more. Decisions, decisions. Oh the pressure. If you know me this kind of thing makes me sweat! I wish I was more like my teen girl who looks and something and instantly decides whether she wants it or not. And then does not change her mind 50 times over. So less stressful of a way to live! But not me. I take the hard road. I ended up with spice jars (which I specifically had in mind to get, so that's was good. 1 point for Susanne). Then I got steak knives (bonus find, another point for me). Two laundry hampers went in and out of the buggy, one twice(minus 3 points, darn). Jam and cookies (not planned, but nummm! 2 points for me). Cool cheese grater (I needed a new one), napkins that match my kitchen colors (bonus point). Duvet cover, in and out of buggy (minus one). Picture frame, in, big deliberation, and out (minus another). All in all, I'm one point ahead. Okay good for me! And I didn't use the visa. Whoo, praise God.
Onto to a mall. Okay first stop. Marble slab ice cream. Okay, I'm so now addicted. This place is awesome. Okay picture apple and spice ice cream with graham cracker stirred in, in a chocolate dippped waffle cone. Heaven, people, heaven. Only now I'm faced with decision dilemma. There is about a dozen ice cream flavors with about 2 dozen stir ins to pick from. Now what do I get next time? Lemon ice cream with blueberry stir-in or cream cheese ice cream with strawberries, or coffee ice cream with chocolate chips. It's mind boggling. Not good for someone like me. But I've heard the best way to face your stresses is to face them head on and just confront them. So I'm going again, maybe tomorrow. A gal's gotta do what a gals gotta do. I know, I know. I'm brave now, but I'm sure I'll be able to confront it with my head held high and with a strong voice to the employee make my decision known in a relatively short (gulp) period of time.
As if the above was not stressful enough for one day, I was on a mission to find a purse. Hello, 20 purses tried on my shoulder later, my hubby's eyes were glazed over, and my children looked like they were melting. So I made a decision. No turning back. Oh, oh, no price tag. And no other purse like it anywhere, not even a purse with the same brand name. Sheesh. But I stuck to my guns, aren't you proud of me. And the store had to name a price, they thought was fair, I agreed, and now I have a cute grape colored purse that I think was really worth more than what I paid.
So great day with my family. I love being with them. We're now ready to crash. I might be sporadic with commenting and posting this week. Please hang in there with me. I'm in family mode time with them for this week.