I had this big long post all typed up for y’all about the church drama aftermath, but I forgot to save it.
Just kidding. Jesus saves my soul, and I save all my writing just about every other sentence. The truth is that it’s long and messy and super sad and I’m trying really hard to have a positive attitude and not get trapped in the quagmire of crap surrounding this particular situation.
There’s more to life than that. Which is why I use words like quagmire — because that’s seriously a great word.
So I’ll tell you that Leif, to his credit, has decided to take the girls to church elsewhere on his Sundays.
And that’s all I have to say about that, because a dead horse is not worth beating.
Now onto more interesting things — like shopping at Target.
You may or may not have heard, but I’m a single mom now. And single moms aren’t exactly rolling in dough. Also, I’m the one that moved out, and I took very little with me. So now I have this mostly empty house that needs some stuff.
The girls took care of the lack of a dining table by turning the dining room into a campground. Done. And they have beds, I bought a couple cheap couches, and there are stools at the kitchen counter. We’re making do, and honestly, I’m enjoying the minimalist lifestyle for a bit. Cleaning is much easier this way.
But I really wanted some backyard furniture. The girly girls have been loving having a yard after years of condo-living, plus I’m one of those I-love-nature girls, so I’ve been wanting a place to park my rear that wasn’t the retaining wall or the plastic child-sized picnic table my parents let us nick from their house.
Enter Target. I took the girls to get some sunscreen, a kiddie pool, and a box-o-wine, and looked up to see this:
And then I saw this:
Which led to this:
But then on the way to the register, I saw these!
And so with one hand pushing the loaded cart, the other carrying one stool, Thing 1 diligently carrying the other, and Thing 2 dancing along backward behind us, we made our way to the register.
The lady took one look at us and asked, “Would you like some help out today?”
Yes. Yes I would, thank you.
Then this happened:
And that, my friends, is Target done like a boss.