Tonight, I visited Hobby Lobby.
My purpose was to buy my mom and dad birthday cards and festive napkins, plates, and decorations for the birthday party I’m hosting tomorrow evening. It was supposed to be a quick “in and out” sojourn into the land of crafting.
I can’t help it. I’d start down the aisle and get sidetracked by a half price sign or some trinket in a lovely shade of turquoise. Then, I’d veer left where the interesting paper products made me ponder some type of creative endeavor. Never mind. I just bought the paper items. I’ll think of a use for them later.
Oops. Almost forgot the birthday cards and such. Ten minutes later I’m heading to the restroom to find toilet paper to wipe my eyes. I’d found the perfect card for my dad. So perfect, it made me cry.
Oooh, wait! I spied a metal sign that would be so cute…somewhere!
Arms loaded, because I wouldn’t need a cart, I headed for the checkout.
Checking my watch, I sighed. Happily.