Friday, March 30, 2012

Good-bye Cocoa Rose*

I have spent some time lately bemoaning how little time I seem to have lately to be out wandering with the rest of the general know, my soul searching time at Target has taken a hit. In order to soothe myself, I have tried making several mini trips to Target wherein I just buy up armfuls of stuff, shop a little in the comfort of my home, and then return that which was too impulsive to remain within these four walls. Yesterday was a day with nobody else's house cleaning needs on my schedule. I had ample time to breath the slightly stale air of stores. I had a list (home on the counter), and by golly I was going to be productive once again. Here is how that went...

I was at Target by 8:30 to return the drapes I didn't care for, and to get another set of the ones I did care for. (I was coached thru this design emergency by my mother.) As I handed over the drapes that didn't hang like I'd hoped, I noticed that the new clearance tag being applied to them was $4.00 less than I paid. This caused me to pause, reflecting on whether $8.00 less for the pair made me willing to accept their character flaws. Just walk away...quickly. I had a hand full of coupons that easily directed me through the store, saving money at every turn! Five miles away from Target, I realized I forgot to get the drapes I did want, as they were not a coupon item.

I stopped at Michael's craft store for something. I agonized for quite some time over which faux flowers would be best for the cemetery. Five miles from Michael's, I realized I forgot to make the return that was right there in my purse. I went to my grandmother's, and in addition to our cemetery visit, I was able to run in to three different stores to get everything on her list.

On my way home I decided to go make my return at Michael's. After pulling into the parking space, I reached into my purse, and pondered the ACMoore craft store bag. It took me only a second to remember that I had indeed made that purchase at ACMoore. I realized that I really shouldn't concern myself with a decrease in time to be productive out running errands. No, instead I thought I would best be served if I headed home and spent the next couple of hours cleaning. First, I did stop at Target for the drapes though.

OK, maybe I also stopped at Home Depot to ponder colors for the fireplace mantle. I was able to eek out some valuable information from an interior decorator who just happened to be there picking up some paint. I also wandered back into the tile aisle, and realized that I missed a whole land of time options the first time I stepped into that unfamiliar territory. I bought another trial sheet and some paint so that if I had nothing else to do this weekend, I could start my project.

I had cleaned the family room yesterday morning before leaving the house, as I thought that would really be a jump start that would inspire me to keep that momentum going on my return home. Or, maybe it would cause me to think the house looked pretty darn good if I just stayed in that one spot. It looked so swell, in fact, that I decided it would be wrong to stir up any dust anywhere else. I did the next logical thing, which was to paint the fireplace mantle. (I know, that's exactly what you were going to suggest.) I decided that the paint I already had here was just what I needed, so the return pile begins again.

I suppose it is time to take a good look in the mirror, get distracted and tweeze a little bit, then ask myself what, or who, is really keeping me from being as efficient as I delude myself into thinking one woman needs to be. Have a relaxing weekend, for me, and I will live vicariously through you!

*This title refers to the color that the mantle used to be. She deserved a shout out. Our previous neighbors had this gallon of paint leftover, and I just loved the color. I was bound and determined to use it somewhere in our home. I even brought it to a friend's house to see if she'd be happy there. I started slowly by painting the base of our old kitchen table, which was garage saled a few years back. The place it finally landed was on the mantle. It didn't necessarily match any color scheme we had going on back then, but didn't offend it either. I will not forget her hue, nor the lovely lady who introduced us. Full disclosure, I think there is still a half gallon of it in the basement. That could be dangerous if I ever feel overly nostalgic...


  1. oh, your days sound like mine, minus all the excess noise. are you me?


  2. When I am feeling less that efficient I remember two things:
    1.) Quality always trumps quantity so if I do one thing really well then the day was successful.
    2.) Efficient is hard to spell with that whole "i" before "e" except after "c" nonsense exemption so it falls into the bucket "if it is hard to spell then it is probably over rated."

    All in all I think you had a successful day!


  3. Well, that is quite a day Missy. It sounds like you might deserve a cool beverage. I applaud your ability to do returns. I hate that. I try to either live with it or pass it on

  4. I'm exhausted just reading that....

  5. You are an impulsive shopper too? I often come home with more stuff than my list required as well!

    No wonder we get along so well!

  6. Honestly, if I painted the fireplace mantle, that would be enough efficiency for a whole week!

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