Yes dear readers, its a video blog. Instead of teaching you how to fold fitted sheets (or Laura showing you), I'm taking you with me to go shopping at the craft store Michaels.
Of the many levels of ButterBottom hell, Michaels definitely has one of them all to itself.
I think I've gone to Michaels maybe 5 or 6 times in my life and come away empty handed every time. It is completely unmarked, laid out in some bizarre, illogical fashion and near impossible to go through. I can't imagine anyone with OCD or ADHD going to this place. They would be either lost or mesmerized for days.
I'm going blind just looking at the picture.
Thousands upon thousands of little stamps, stickers, glue sticks, sparkles, pens, pencils, sharpies, and thousands of other things I can't imagine how they sell enough to pay the rent.
Who scrapbooks anymore? Really, scrapbooks?
So why would I put myself through this?
Because I care damn it. I care.
As much as my kids drive me bonkers, I do try to do something nice for them every now and then. At Henry's Christmas party they had a couple of easy, but time consuming activities there. Caught up in the holiday zeitgeist, I voluntarily decided to go to Michaels to see if I could find the supplies.
And knowing all this with my laser like focus, I still can get distracted from the task at hand.
Wow, am I glad I don't have a daughter right about now. If I had to find not just a sparkly thing, but the American Girl sparkly thing, I would be in a nut house right about now.
After about 20 minutes and going through nearly every aisle, my pre-destined failure seems to be coming to an end.
Hats off Michaels, you win again.