Costco Diva

The first mistake was going hungry.

The second mistake was going tired.

The third mistake was taking the kids with me, who were also
hungry and tired.

The time change of Miss F.’s cheer practice Monday night was
almost cause for a “case of nerves.”  First of all, they moved it up a half an hour,
which left us no time for homework before she had to be there.   Second, they cut the practice down to one hour
from two.   

With a two hour practice, I have time to get home and do
“something,” like bathe the smaller kids and get my son’s homework done.  But an hour? 
Between the ten minute drive to and from the school, I would have forty
minutes at best, to be in my own house before turning back around to pick her
up.  Forty minutes is not a user friendly
window of time, at least not to me.  It’s
one and a half baths for my two children. 
It’s two thirds of my dude’s homework. Whatever critical task I choose
to begin in forty minute’s time, whether it be homework, baths, or laundry, it will
be unfinished when I run out of the house to pick up my daughter.  I like continuity.  Because these days, if I leave my house with
a task unfinished, it might not get finished until a week later, or never, for
that matter.

These days, “getting things done” is king – especially “critical
tasks,” as I call them. Between my new “day job,” the magazine editing,
shuttling the three kids around to school and activities, and settling into my
“single mom” routine, I have to squeeze things in.  And if I can’t squeeze it in, it doesn’t get
done. Furthermore, it only gets squeezed in if it’s a critical task. 

To specify my definition of a critical task:

Ensuring we have clean clothes is a critical task (but
folding them or putting them away is NOT).

Packing lunches for school is a critical task. 

Brushing my teeth and having my children brush theirs is a
critical task.

Showering is a critical task (yet washing my hair is
NOT.  Thank goodness for top knots!)

Priorities?  Sure! I
still have those.  But they nowhere near
hold the significance of critical tasks. There are a lot of things to me that
would normally take “priority status” that have been completely ignored.

I have unreturned phone calls to friends and family who have
been calling in to check on me.  But
sometimes, I don’t get to sit down until 10:00 at night, and by then, quite
honestly, I am too tired to talk.

I have school fundraisers that I’m not fundraising for, that
once upon a time, felt important to me. 
I unapologetically returned the Kids Stuff coupon books to the schools,
without even purchasing one for myself.

After volunteering to chair one of the major fundraisers for
the cheer squad, I bowed out.  I actually
called the head coach and said, “I can’t do this right now,” because I couldn’t…it
wasn’t critical task.

But when I took the very last roll of toilet paper out of
the linen closet on Monday morning, buying toilet paper became a critical task
– and only because not having toilet paper in the house would cause a critical
situation.

I decided to do the toilet paper run while Miss F. is in her
one hour cheer practice. It’s just enough time for me to run to Costco and swing
back to pick her up. Costco is quiet on a Monday night, and my list is
short.  Toilet paper, canola oil, lemons,
garbage bags.

This should take ten minutes at the most, right? 

And cost $40.00?

Except as soon as I roll my oversized shopping cart into the
store, I encounter the display of Halloween candy, and decide to throw a bag
into my cart, lest this become a critical task four weeks from now!

Then somewhere between the garbage bags and the oil, I
realize I’m almost out of salt.

Then, racing up to the register, I catch a display of
Pashima style merino wool shawls in my peripheral vision.

Wool wrap

Those evil geniuses. 
They know you have to walk down that aisle to get to the register.

The shawls stop me in my tracks.  They’re beautiful.  I’ve always wanted one.  They have them in every color imaginable – so
many that I can’t quite decide on “the one” for me.

I get lost in time for a brief few moments, a luxury these
days.  Yet, while I’m lost, my kids find
the children’s DVD’s, which are brilliantly (again!) displayed next to the
shawls.

“Mom!  Mom! Look what
they have!” My dude runs up to me, with an arm full of DVD’s. 

Bev Hills

Then, my little girl runs up to me with her own armful of
DVD’s.

Shortcake

3 DVD’s, 2 shawls (I really could not decide!), 1 econo-pack
of toilet paper, a bag of lemons, a container of salt, one jug of canoloa oil,
a bag of Halloween candy, and one box of garbage bags, and $139.00 later, I
check out of Costco.

Costco receipt

Toilet paper purchased, therefore one critical task is
solved.

But now I have another critical task on my hands:

How am I going to pay for all of this?     

Namaste, Divas!

 


Comments

Costco Diva — 24 Comments

  1. haha. Beverly Hills Chihuahua! We walk out of Costco with so much stuff that we never intended to buy. How do they do that! Of course the kids always want a present too because we always walk by the display of books because, well, Mommy wants a book too. My husband is even worse. He is not allowed to go there anymore.

  2. I think that making your kids happy with DVDs and candy is a critical task! So give yourself a pat on the back there.
    And the Kid Stuff coupon books? I returned the two my kids brought home. I usually buy one every year, but this year I felt I needed to ease off the school fundraisers. (There are a ton of them!)

  3. Ha! When we first joined Costco to “save” money and to buy in bulk our neighbors at the time balked at us. They said everything is conveniently priced in the $10 range so there is NO way you can ever get out of there without paying over $100. Damn Costco!

  4. I am a sucker for the stuff that we don’t need but want because Costco has it displayed all bright and pretty. My husband goes with me to keep me from going overboard and then he does it too! He would never admit to that though. 😉

  5. Hahahahahaha!!! This is EXACTLY why I never go shopping with Herrick. If I do, I end up with more than a dozen hot sauces we don’t need, ever frozen man “snack” made (read: potato skins, pizza rolls, wings, popcorn chicken, etc.), and a few things of double stuffed oreos. The kids are actually better than him! Geez! 😉

  6. Stores like that are evil! And i think having a limited time to shop is actually worse- I’m more likely to toss something in my cart and not really think about it when I have to rush to get out of the store.

  7. Exactly!! Costco is genius at getting our money! They won’t let me leave the store unless I’ve spent at least $100. And boy do I relate to the “critical” tasks being like an octopus: you take care of one, and seven more pop up. I had one of those days today with only small chunks of time in between appointments and pick-ups – 15 minutes here, 30 minutes there. Not enough time to get anything accomplished, just enough time to start something and leave a mess behind! Here’s to going with the flow and new pashmina wool shawls! Well done!

  8. You are the third person to comment on how dangerous the husbands are in that store! And you know as a matter of fact, I can recall Steve coming back with packs of two hundred batteries and pallets of masking tape or power tool sets – yes – they have a way of romancing those men!

  9. I can’t stand those pockets of 15 or 20 minutes – yes, I use them! I will use any amount of time I have for SOMETHING but I like being able to finish a task. Maybe part of the “new me” who does things “kick ass on the fly” will go with the flow of my 20 minutes pockets at some point. In the meantime, I have to stash my Amex card in a drawer and not go back to Costco until I pay the bill this month! xo

  10. Fundraisers-ugh! We eventually just started to give money directly in the amount the school would get, which was usually about 50% of the purchase price of anything.
    Impulse buying-double ugh! Been there, done that, almost went over the financial cliff. Thankfully we found Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University. I only wish we had found it when our girls were little so they, too, wouldn’t have to undo decades of bad financial habits. There is something so much more satisfying about intentionally choosing to buy something because we truly need it, or we understand we want it, and we have placed it in the budget.
    Praying for breathing room for you, Ilene!

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