I'm in recovery.
Attending M.R.A. (Messy Rooms Anonymous) sessions regularly to get over being messy. Basically these sessions involve records and a little (insert calming activity) to get me siked up for a weekly apartment clean.
Personal organization has never been one of my top points (though my resume might claim otherwise)
My family has been so acquainted with the old "messy jessy" that it's been a hard journey to make it over to the "clean side". So when I learned my sister was coming to visit this weekend, I figured it was the perfect opportunity to impress. Show her that I've "grown up."
It was time to go all out.
The first step was "sprucing" up the place with some plants.
I already have three plants which thankfully have survived the Jessica touch (trust me many have suffered at my lack of green thumb), but I decided that my bathroom, which rarely gets sun also needed some green. I didn't want any dead plants on my conscience, so I decided plastic plants were the answer.
But this revelation came too late, and at 6:30 last night, I learned that fake plants are not so "in"
So I went to the holy grail of "random shopping: - Target.
Target had to have it. Cause target has everything
Um...
Yeah - not such the case.
I wandered around the store aimlessly looking for plants.
Nothing. Not even fresh ones.
I asked three Target employees if they had plants. No one knew.
Argh.
So I decided to shop around aimlessly for other things that I potentially needed.
First stop
1.) VCR/TV . No one was there to help me, and when I finally found one I liked, they were none on the shelf. I finally got the attention of a sales guy to ask if they had any in stock.
His first question - "so you want one or two?"
Confused I held up my index finger "one please."
After waiting fifteen minutes, with him nowhere in sight, we grabbed the more expensive one, which they did have and left.
2.) My second stop was pure randomness, paper-towels, socks and everything that I could probably find at Walgreens, but had to buy at Target, to make the trip worth it.
3.) I went back to the plants search, only to finally learn they had none. NONE.
Target used to get me. It made me want to own a dining room, a guest room, a patio...a car. It made me want to camp. It made me want to eat. To spend ages in the shower.
But last night Target - you made me just want to go home.
(One big extra star though for carrying Boots cover-up.) read more