I really believe it’s important in life to not let your fears control you. You must take a leap of faith and just go for it.
Which is why I decided to go back to Costco. Now apparently I’ve been there two times. Once in the 90s which I’ve clearly suppressed or maybe I was too drunk to remember but my friend Lanie insists it happened. And once earlier this year when I got completely overwhelmed and left with one bag of chicken tenders and some drink yogurts.
But I bravely decided to venture back.
(Editor’s Note: Last week I received this comment on my candy corn post: “You advertise now. Your blog isn’t fun or funny anymore. Thanks for the laughs before your sellout.” So just in case there is any confusion, this is NOT a post sponsored by Costco. If it was, it would say: This sellout post is sponsored by Costco.)
So anyway, I get in the store with all 4 kids and I’m perusing all the 30 gallon jugs of peach salsa trying to contemplate exactly how long it might take me to use 30 gallons of peach salsa, when someone says to me…
“Are ALL of those kids yours?”
Now I don’t really understand this questions because wouldn’t four kids be the MINIMUM amount of kids you would need to put back 30 gallons of peach salsa before it went bad?!
So I say, “Oh no! These aren’t my kids. I’m the nanny.”
And I know she is thinking… Why is this nanny so old and why does she look so much like the kids she is paid to take care of?
And I’m about to explain that it’s kind of like how dog owners start to look like their pets and sometimes the very best nannies start to resemble the kids they take care of but then I decide against it and just keep silent.
And I know she is waiting for me to break and admit that they are indeed my kids.
But I don’t break. And my older girls don’t say something because they have their eyes on some Margherita pizza in aisle 3 and they aren’t going to say anything to put that in jeopardy.
And she finally goes on her way.
I did not buy the peach salsa. But I did buy some pigs in a blanket, buffalo wings, tomatoes, lettuce and pull-ups. I think I’m really getting the hang of this store.