Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Good Grief

Good Grief, I am turning into my mother.
Do you remember as a kid swearing you would never be like mom. I know I did and in-spite of how hard I try, the older I get the more I become just like her. My mom is one of those annoying people that will buy something and return it. Not just once in awhile but everything time she buys something. She drives me crazy doing it, she drives the sales people crazy, and she wears herself out shopping only to turn around and shop some more. I use to laugh about it because she would buy one thing, get home with it and then decide she really didn't like it. Back to the store it would go. This wasn't so terrible, everyone does this once in awhile. I have noticed lately though that she buys several things because she can not make up her mind. She will take them home, once there she will pick one thing and take the rest back. I on the other hand buy a lot of second hand things, and usually plan ahead before I buy something new. I don't often buy on impulse and very rarely return anything I buy. That is why I had to laugh at myself tonight when I turned into my mother.
Remember a few days ago I mentioned how I had bought a microwave stand. Well after I got home and started thinking about it (and how much I paid for it) I decided I really didn't need it. Tonight I decided to take it back. My husband is working every night until midnight so my daughter came with me because it was heavy and I couldn't carry it by myself. It is hard enough to shop with an 11 month old, much less return tings but we drove over to the Target, found a parking spot and a cart, got it loaded and into the store. There was a long line and we got in it and waited. As I was standing there I kept looking at the picture on the box. I looked at my daughter, she looked at me. Hmmmm I thought to myself. I really do like this stand, and I do need it. I said to my daughter. I changed my mind. I am going to keep it. She looked at me like I had two heads, we got out of line and went back to the car. She told me as we were leaving the store. "Mom, you are turning into grandma"
My mom would be proud.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Meow (aka Connie) said...

Scary, isn't it !!! I often hear my mother's words coming out of my mouth, when talking to my daughter ... OMG, how did that happen !!! My mum is a big returner, when it comes to shopping, too. Fortunately, I don't do that (yet !!!) ... time will tell !!!
Have a great week, take care, Meow

April 18, 2006 at 11:35 PM  
Blogger Miss Tonia said...

No matter how hard we try, we slowly become mom. My mom returns a few thing here and there, I just talk myself out them before I hit the check out line.

April 20, 2006 at 1:54 PM  
Blogger Meow (aka Connie) said...

You know what ... I just made a liar of myself. Just this week, I returned a pair of boots for Chicky twice ... the first time they were too small, the second time they were faulty ... I haaaate returning things. If the final pair had've needed returning, I would have made my 12 year old Chicky do it herself !!!
Take care, Meow

April 22, 2006 at 2:10 AM  
Blogger Anne Johnson said...

I SWORE up and down that when I grew up and had kids I would never yell at them to turn their music down, much less off! That was before I found myself living with a 16-year-old who likes a band called "The Residents." Either she turns it down, or I jump off the roof.

My mom's revenge from the grave.

April 22, 2006 at 4:58 PM  

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