We have known since we got here, that F would be taking a trip with his class. For the trip he needed slacks, a polo, and dress shoes--none of which we brought.
Being that he is a guy that likes to live on the edge, he waited until a few days before the trip to begin looking for clothes. (Please note, this was not my idea. I like to shop well in advance. Maybe even wear the outfit once before said event, just to make sure it is comfortable.)
The trip was today, so naturally he decided to go out and get his shoes on Wednesday. (Who buys new shoes where one will be walking significant distances without breaking them in? My husband apparently.) We left after he was done with class. We got to the vehicle just in time for it to start raining.
And then it really came down. So much so, that I might have pulled over because I couldn't see 10 feet in front of me. But the hubs, he has 'rain vision' that allows him to keep trekking along at what feels to be warp speed.
Thankfully, we arrived at the mall in one piece, and Thank You Jesus the rain let up. We barely got in the mall, and it started pouring again. F walked through the entire mall looking for a 'shoe only' store. Mind you, we passed by several shoes along the way. Macy's, JC Penny's and several other stores all had perfectly nice shoes, and he walked right on by. (At this point my daughter informs me she is hungry. She might even be starving as far as she is concerned. I remind her that she is not starving and just ate a few hours ago. She went on to tell me her stomach is growling and she is a growing girl who needs extra energy. Yes, yes, little lady. We will get you food in a bit. I ate the last granola bar in my purse earlier, so my secret snack stash is no more.)
Finally, the husband picks a store and starts choosing shoes to have someone shuffle off and get. He gave her about 5, and she came back with 1. Well, we are off to a great start. This store does not have your size. At this point I would cut my losses and move on. Nope. Husband tries on the shoes. I hand O my phone to play a game.
We hear a loud crash and the lights go out.
Sitting in the shoe department.
One second later and I see all these cell phone lights pop on. O just sits there playing a game, hardly acknowledging the lack of lights. Someone shouts, 'grab all the stuff, haha'. Several minutes later the power comes back on. Again, I think to myself, let's cut our losses and go home.
The cashier comes back with another pair of shoes for F to try on. Then she says, 'here are your shoes, but sorry you have to leave. The registers are down.' I stand up, and F says, 'let me just try these on anyway. What? Why? You can't buy them. Let's go. He points out that if he likes them, he can return here tomorrow. Ok, so we wait.
We finally leave the store an hour and half after we got there, with no shoes, and a very hungry family.
We drive to another store. It is pouring. It is windy. I am ready to call it quits. I say O and I will stay in the vehicle while you go get your shoes. 30 minutes later he finally has shoes.
We go to a restaurant nearby for dinner (by this time it is pretty late--7 which just happens to be O's bedtime, and we still haven't ate dinner. Nice job mom and dad. Way to stick to a schedule.)
We go in the restaurant and order. My daughter fills up on chips and salsa, and then doesn't eat dinner.
Then the lights flicker. Are you kidding me? It is time for bed.
We get back to the hotel to find that there is no internet or tv. Not so good for the husband, who has a paper to write. O and I go to bed.
The next morning I find out from F, the required slacks, polo, and dress shoes everyone must wear has been changed. I just shook my head and walked away.
And this folks, is why I don't like to procrastinate.