What Were We Thinking?...A Modern-Day Tale

 We really should have known.

And, I suppose, we did.

But, sometimes you just have to bite the bullet...

And go to Costco on a Saturday afternoon.

We had errands to run today, a quick trip to Davis County. When we discussed our plans earlier, we casually said we can take care of other business while away. We pulled into the Costco parking lot and watched the loosely-choreographed chaos that is trying to find a parking spot. There's always several spots what feels like miles away.

I know they tried, but that parking lot...uff.

Once inside, there's a false sense of calm, as if you've somehow escaped the worst of it. You and your cart navigate the aisles with others trying to find the items you "need." Funny, the same people pushing their carts are the same people behind the wheel of several ton vehicles trying to do their best to get the closest possible parking spot--many drivers who may or may not stop to let a person cross. Even though I've been to Costco dozens--maybe even hundreds of times--it's the first time I've ever thought of my fellow shoppers that way.

The search continues. 

Eventually, we had amassed the things we needed (and a few we didn't...) into the cart. The next obstacle...the check-out line. Oh, the humanity! It's like being stuck on the freeway where you can almost see the accident a mile or two up the road. You know there's a point where you'll reach the register...all you have to do is wait and move ever-so-slowly forward.

After checking out, and after we cleared in-house security, we breathed fresh air and made it to our car many steps away. A few stops and starts later, we entered the roadway joining other drivers leaving behind the experiences of the past recent history behind...

In all it's glory.

What were we thinking? Fair question. We're thinking next time we'll go to Costco on a different day.