I tried to resist Costco, but I have failed. So here I am. I am ready to do this.
I say ready, but what I really mean is angry.
I prepare myself as best I can, with my most comfortable walking shoes, hair pulled back into a practical ponytail, and a grocery list. Although I do not have a picture of my face as I entered the dreaded Costco warehouse entrance, I can leave it to the better artists of the world to fully express my sentiments as I arrived.
Yup, that just about sums it up.
I only had to take PJ with me since Phillip had taken the girls to ballet, and fortunately he was in a great mood. But the downside was that I lost my grocery list five minutes in. Since it had only been five minutes, I hopefully went back and retraced my steps. But there was absolutely no sign of it.
So now I am just winging it. Even though growing up I used to go with my mom, I wasn't really paying attention since I was busy being a bored teenager. The only thing I ever noticed at the time was the annoying crowds and industrial sized box of Snickers bars. Only one of which I was ok with.
I aimlessly wandered the enormous aisles, trying to mentally reconstruct the list that had taken me a week to put together. It was easy to get distracted by all the stuff they had. There was a lot I needed to stare at. Starting with the popcorn. Never in my life have I seen such a huge bag of popcorn. It was bigger than my child. Don't believe me? I have proof.
Even though I had only bought a few items, my cart was heavy and full. Not full of Jurassic popcorn, I actually put that back. This was purely a photo op situation.
So, let me give you the blow by blow details of the actual shopping experience.
See, unlike my sister I will have mercy on you and spare you the Costco experience.
In summary: Three hours later, I was done shopping. And I was exhausted. After all, I had done a lot of physical activity.
So now I have my membership for a whole year. How frequently must I do this? The Costco lovers of the world insist if I shop there I have to go less frequently for groceries. So, by that account I only have to go one, maybe two more times this year. Right???
Granted, they also insist that if I just give it a chance I will love it. I say they are wrong on both counts.
What about you? Are you a Costco lover? Or a Costco hater?