My Life, As Told Between (Baby Cakes') Naps

As evident from the title of the post, I dropped by Home Depot on the way home from work last night to buy a filter for my shower, in furtherance of my plan to fix my hair (I will wrap up this topic soon.  I promise!).  Despite the title of the post however, it was actually not at all an adventure (but now that I’ve lured you in, you’re stuck).  It just happened to be the first time I’ve ever been to Home Depot on my own.  It’s a huge and very intimidating space.  And I am very small (well, I’m short anyways) and the opposite of intimidating.  Gadgets of all sorts covered the entire surface of the huge warehouse from floor to ceiling.  Most jarring of all was that utility took precedent over aesthetics, which is not the case in any other space I occupy.  In fact, as a female, I’m trained to put aesthetics above almost everything else, most especially utility.  (How else do you explain high heels?)  You will all be relieved to know though that I only did the paralyzed doe caught in the headlights thing for a few minutes.  After a few deep breaths and a little internal pep talk, I eventually recovered and even managed to wade through the murky waters of my local Home Depot, clinging to a helpful store clerk the entire way, to triumphantly retrieve the filter.  Even if the shower filter doesn’t work, I’m hoping my hair will be grateful I went through the effort and will stop acting up as a show of appreciation.