|Thinking of the maragarita I will be having later...|
So, where my parents? I know that even if you are not a parent yet that you were a student once upon a time, so this tale probably still resonates. I visited five stores in search of needed supplies (in which only 3 out of 20 items were on both lists). There had to be negotiation with Baby Girl because there were several things NOT on the list that managed to end up in her cart. Oh, I didn't mention that she needed her own because their supplies could not be mixed up...nevermind the fact that each had their own sheet list so seperating them would not be a problem. Hey, I have learned when to pick my battles and this was one in which I gladly surrendered.
|The aisles were not much wider than this nest.|
At our next stop we found ourselves in the midst of a hurricane of folders, markers, and pencils. Not enough room to make it past another with a cart, yet somehow folks managed to squeeze in and reach over others. To keep my sanity I had to continaully do yoga breaths. I am sure those around me thought I was huffing and puffing....because I had to close my eyes, or concentrate on the feel of the cart under my hands to center myself and basically NOT LOSE IT! I have my trials just like everyone else, and today truly tested me.
|Whisper words of kindness and compassion|
So, hopping on to our next stop. At this store (notice I am not mentioning the names...publicity was not their shortcoming...all of them were busting at the seams) we FINALLY found a backpack large enough for everything Baby Girl insists on carrying. I had everything prepared. I even had the discount code cued up on my phone! After waiting in line for 15 minutes I realized I left my credit card in the seat of the car. Must have sat on it when I got back in from buying gas. Luckily it was there and not on the ground at that stop 20 minutes away. So, ya guessed it....I had to get out of line, go out and get the card, and get back in line.
Now....are you getting a sense of the days missteps/frustrations? There were more, but I think you get it. I say all of this because in the end...the satisfaction my kiddos feel because they are now prepared to start their new year is priceless. I might have some battle scars, but they are all worth it!
Til next time,