I got to Walmart at 5:10 this morning, with a short list of things I wanted to get: a Leapster, Kung Fu Panda dvd, pajamas, a jacket, and a pre-lit tree for my mom. I headed towards toys first, to be met with a mob. I asked an employee, who was doing nothing but standing at the end of the aisle if he knew where the Leapsters were, since things were set up so haphazardly. That child had some major attitude. I guess friendly service isn't required that early in the morning. I finally find the display to watch someone else pick up the very last one. Ugh!
My sister grabbed the tree, and after wandering around for 45 minutes, I finally found the pjs I wanted for GM and picked up a V-Smile Cyber Pocket, in case I can't get a Leapster before Christmas. Kung Fu Panda was of course sold out, and the jackets left were the wrong sizes.
How fun does this look?
I don't know if it was worth it or not. The anxiety, the stress, the frustration. If I mention going out next year, somebody better stop me. Remind me how much i love sleeping in a warm bed. Remind me how rude people are. Remind me how stupid I am to think it's worth it. Don't care what you tell me, just be sure I don't try this again next year!