It hasn't been the best morning ever.
Dec. 18th, 2008 12:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
averygoodun42Had a busy morning. Babe's school had a holiday show for everyone with a party afterward starting at 9. Geoff had to get a ride to the rental car place before 9. Gareth and I got to the school and then he didn't want to go to the show. I had to coax and wheedle him into going. Of course when we got up there and the show began he enjoyed it immensely (with his finger up his nose for the majority of the time... eeeew). Then the holiday party with lots and lots and lots of sweets to be had. Oh. Joy. He also got a gift from his teachers, which was very nice of him, and made me feel like an unorganized lout for not having something for them.
After the party, I decided to take advantage of the good weather to go to the stores and get the last few things I needed.
Got to Target and... First Babe wouldn't come with me. I slowly walked away from him, but he continued to dawdle. I reached a corner, and turned to make sure he saw me as I disappeared from view.
I went looking for the stuff I needed and heard Babe stomping up the isle. Or thought I heard him. The stomping continued for a long time, and I didn't see him emerge around the corner, so I called out his name. A second later, he appeared with a woman guiding him to the fitting room attendant (to report a lost child). He still didn't want to come with me.
He then ran away. Twice. Third time, I put him in the cart, much to his displeasure (and mine - he's heavy!). I then went around and did my shopping in relative peace.
Now one of the main reasons I went to Target was because I found a sheet set online that was in stores only, but was a really good price. Now, I am positive it said it was $7.99 for a twin set. Fitted sheet, top sheet and pillowcase. When I got to the sheet isle, however, it was $7.99 per piece. Fitted sheet - $8. Flat sheet - $8. Pillow slip - $8.
There was no indication that it was a mix and match thing. I looked. So anyway, that pissed me off. I hate scuzzy/ misleading marketing like that.
Then Babe got it into his head that he wanted popcorn. HA! As if, kid. Let me just reward your bad behavior!
I paid (much more than I had anticipated) and went to Big Lots, which is more or less next door, to get a present for this Sunday's "white gift" service. I coaxed Babe into helping me choose what to get for an unknown child. I figured this would be a good way of figuring out what he might want for Christmas, as well.
He chose many things, but the first one in my price range was a little plastic shopping basket with fruit and cardboard boxes inside. It was perfect. I then complimented it with a plastic tea set.
All was good until the check-out. First, I chose the wrong lane. Twice. And then, after deciding that it would be faster to just stay in one lane and wait, there were two items in the lady's pile that didn't have bar codes. It took forever for it to all be figured out. I would have switched lanes at that point, but that line had backed up quite a bit, too (plus the cashier had an evil expression). So I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, it all was cleared up and she was off.
However, by then my body had decided it didn't like me anymore. I was feeling very internal, and by the time it was my turn, I had broken out into a sweat from the discomfort. So, instead of doing the one other errand I had planned, we headed straight home.
As soon as we got home, I brought the bags in, and I headed into the bathroom. While sitting there, I heard some ripping sounds and figured that Babe had gotten into his school present. I cringed a bit, but since I had told him he could have it when we got home, it didn't bother me.
I came out, and no, it wasn't his present he had ripped up. It was the plastic basket of fruit.
So, it's now his basket of fruit, but I told him it won't be his until Christmas. I wish I could just put it back together again and give it away, but he tore the cardboard wrapper to shreds.
I know I'm more annoyed at all of this than I normally would be because I feel off, but... GRR!
/ranty whine
And now I shall go set up the Christmas tree and have a cup of tea and maybe nibble some chocolate, too. I worked hella hard yesterday, but there's still a lot left to get done, so I can't take too long of a break. :-(
After the party, I decided to take advantage of the good weather to go to the stores and get the last few things I needed.
Got to Target and... First Babe wouldn't come with me. I slowly walked away from him, but he continued to dawdle. I reached a corner, and turned to make sure he saw me as I disappeared from view.
I went looking for the stuff I needed and heard Babe stomping up the isle. Or thought I heard him. The stomping continued for a long time, and I didn't see him emerge around the corner, so I called out his name. A second later, he appeared with a woman guiding him to the fitting room attendant (to report a lost child). He still didn't want to come with me.
He then ran away. Twice. Third time, I put him in the cart, much to his displeasure (and mine - he's heavy!). I then went around and did my shopping in relative peace.
Now one of the main reasons I went to Target was because I found a sheet set online that was in stores only, but was a really good price. Now, I am positive it said it was $7.99 for a twin set. Fitted sheet, top sheet and pillowcase. When I got to the sheet isle, however, it was $7.99 per piece. Fitted sheet - $8. Flat sheet - $8. Pillow slip - $8.
There was no indication that it was a mix and match thing. I looked. So anyway, that pissed me off. I hate scuzzy/ misleading marketing like that.
Then Babe got it into his head that he wanted popcorn. HA! As if, kid. Let me just reward your bad behavior!
I paid (much more than I had anticipated) and went to Big Lots, which is more or less next door, to get a present for this Sunday's "white gift" service. I coaxed Babe into helping me choose what to get for an unknown child. I figured this would be a good way of figuring out what he might want for Christmas, as well.
He chose many things, but the first one in my price range was a little plastic shopping basket with fruit and cardboard boxes inside. It was perfect. I then complimented it with a plastic tea set.
All was good until the check-out. First, I chose the wrong lane. Twice. And then, after deciding that it would be faster to just stay in one lane and wait, there were two items in the lady's pile that didn't have bar codes. It took forever for it to all be figured out. I would have switched lanes at that point, but that line had backed up quite a bit, too (plus the cashier had an evil expression). So I waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, it all was cleared up and she was off.
However, by then my body had decided it didn't like me anymore. I was feeling very internal, and by the time it was my turn, I had broken out into a sweat from the discomfort. So, instead of doing the one other errand I had planned, we headed straight home.
As soon as we got home, I brought the bags in, and I headed into the bathroom. While sitting there, I heard some ripping sounds and figured that Babe had gotten into his school present. I cringed a bit, but since I had told him he could have it when we got home, it didn't bother me.
I came out, and no, it wasn't his present he had ripped up. It was the plastic basket of fruit.
So, it's now his basket of fruit, but I told him it won't be his until Christmas. I wish I could just put it back together again and give it away, but he tore the cardboard wrapper to shreds.
I know I'm more annoyed at all of this than I normally would be because I feel off, but... GRR!
/ranty whine
And now I shall go set up the Christmas tree and have a cup of tea and maybe nibble some chocolate, too. I worked hella hard yesterday, but there's still a lot left to get done, so I can't take too long of a break. :-(
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Date: 2008-12-18 09:37 pm (UTC)