I think we all have A.D.D. It’s cultural at this point. You can’t go to the furniture store to just buy furniture. You need an “experience”. This is what I had to walk past (IN THE STORE) to get to my sofa, a movie theater, a water fireworks show, trapeze lessons, a burger joint, an ice cream stand, a jelly bean store surrounded by GIGANTIC jelly bean mosaics. Think jelly bean monsters, construction vehicles, and a Willy Wonky Wonka bridge with jelly bean ducks crossing under it. Oh and did I mention the sports stations so you can always check in on the Red Sox?!
Here is some random Youtubers documentation:
Here are the water fire works, again not mine:
My youngest and I went with his little buddy and my friend Lauren. It was both sweet and maybe a signal to chill on the blogging when she turned to me and excitedly asked if I was ready to take some crazy shots for the blog. I have been known to drop the phrase, “if I didn’t blog about it, then it didn’t happen!”. But I didn’t bring it, not for any Zen awakening but rather because I was grumpy and didn’t feel like dealing with it.
Grumpy because my last sofa debacle turned into my current sofa debacle. Recap, in an effort to get a “transitional” sofa before we move (HOPEFULLY) and get my dream leathah sectional, I got a sofa off Craigslist. It turns out that it IS down, not good for the allergies, and the foam from the bottom of the sofa is brittle and we have piles of what can only be toxic dust around the sofa. And then just for an added slap in the face, it’s the least comfortable sofa I have ever had the displeasure of sitting my ass upon. So I went to get transitional sofa #2. Cheap but new this time.
Maybe I am old or maybe I am just oldish & old-fashioned but I just kind of wanted to look at the sofas. I will admit that I could see how it would be easy to get swept up in the “fun” but my youngest was terrified of the monster, the water show, and the trapeze that he called, “ahhhhhhhhhh – BOOM” with accompanying signs making it clear, to my relief, he has no plans to try it anytime soon. It was all very loud. Sensory overload for sure. Which I kind of get just trying to pick furniture in the first place.
My friend had her eye on the starfish upholstered chair in the country section, just kidding. But she did have a good idea for a better way to spend your time at Jordan’s – predicting which person would go for which sofa. People watching at it’s best. It would be easier to do without the kids though. A firetruck push cart for two can trick them into forgetting they are in a furniture store for only so long.
So she was right. I should have brought the camera. If I think about this too long I will tie this all together and end up with how blogging is the ultimate example of cultural A.D.D.! We can’t just do one thing, live in the moment and all that. But instead I’ll end with this story.
My son’s woodshop teacher told me that the kids were each building a model of a room and my son chose to build a yard. He told her that even though it was an outside room he wanted to make a leather sectional to add because it’s what I really wanted. I laughed out loud. Whenever he whines about wanting another of something or things not being fair I always say, “Yeah, well, I want a leather sectional so we’re both out of luck.”
And on a TOTALLY unrelated note, I just wanted to thank you for the hugs. Virtual and otherwise that you all gave me after my last post. I really appreciate the supportive comments. The sofa hunt is a result of my post-appointment freak out. Anyone really LOVE their vacuum cleaner? Looking for a tip on what kind to buy!
And just in case anyone is losing sleep over it, I go for what I hope will be my last appointment with the podiatrist tomorrow. Cross your fingers (and your toes if you are that freakish talented)!