Tuesday, 12 November 2013
Monday, 4 November 2013
I needed to go to IKEA today. When I say "needed to" I mean it was on my list of things to do and I had a window of opportunity today.
Ethan had an inset day and Dave was in charge (of Ethan just in case you assumed he was in charge of me). This meant that when I left work I had some time before I needed to have food on the table and I didn't have the encumbrance of a school run.
I was going to return a lamp which had a couple of non-existent screws. At the customer service desk I discovered that the time of the school run is the perfect time to hit IKEA. There was no queue.
Instead of just giving me the screws and washers I needed the assistant gave me a refund and sent me off round the store to find a replacement lamp. I told her that this was dangerous because I would be sent before temptation with the very likely outcome of me spending money.
I darted around the store using all of the shortcuts available to me. I see it as a bit of a game to figure out the shortest route to my destination and outwit the store designers that want customers to "experience" IKEA. I didn't want an experience, I wanted a lamp.
Despite my deft avoidance of temptation I walked past a couple of plain throws, one red and one white. They were a fleece material with fringing. I didn't like them as throws and I don't need or want throws, but I was tempted. They were just £3 each. Just £3!
I started to think about how I could use them if I bought them. Christmas concerts are coming up soon and the throws could well be useful for the creation of any costumes that are needed by my children. The trouble is that I don't know what those costume requirements might be.
I picked up one red and one white and carried on in search of the lamp. I had those throws, just in case.
Am I the only one who does this, who has a loft full of stuff that I might need, one day, maybe?
I put the throws down before reaching the checkout, but only just.