Men shop too

I had occasion to visit Home Depot with Mr. Twench the othah day. I don't particularly care for visits to Home Depot. It takes far too long to stroll up and down all those aisles ooohhhhing and aahhhing. I have come to the conclusion that Home Depot is to Mr. Twench what the Nine West Shoe Outlet is to me. Heaven. He gets an extra little bounce in his step just walking through the door. Me, I cringe because I know that even if we're there to purchase a battery it's going to take some time. One doesn't visit Home Depot without perusing ALL the aisles. It simply isn't done. At least not in my honey's world.

We were actually there to purchase a new chain saw. Which, apparently, is not a purchase to be taken lightly people! There's gas or electric, there are 14" to 21" and different chains and.....well, you get the picture. It is not a stock item one simply grabs off the shelf. There are serious decisions to be made and many things to consider. Who knew! To be truthful I went to make sure that he actually did purchase a new one. I refuse to go through anuthah wintah listening to him be aggravated because the chain saw won't start. He's a man, he likes tools, we heat with wood often. He needs the proper equipment! After all this time together I know the man. He would have come home proclaiming "I'm going to look on line at Loew's too and then I'll decide" Then it would have resulted in yet anuthah trip to Home Depot to actually purchase one. I decided to cut out that step.

Now don't get me wrong I'm really not poking fun at him. I just know how his mind works. The fact of the matter is I completely understand it. I'm the same way with shoes. It can take a couple of outings to various shoe stores to find just the right pair of black boots and in the end I'll probably end up purchasing the first pair I saw. Mr. Twench and I are soul mates that way.

Once he finally decided on a chain saw, which by the way is an hour of my life I'll nevah get back, it was time to hit the lighting department. Mem, aka Mr. Twench's muthah, was in need of some new fluorescent light delios. We were there visiting and we took out the ones that were burnt out so we could replace them. We had one in the car to make sure we purchased the correct replacement but of course in all of the chain saw excitement we forgot to bring it in. I will say this about Home Depot, there is no shortage of choices! They have every length of bulb, every wattage, and 3 brands. Lordy the choices! As we stood in front of the display trying to remembah exactly what length to get Mr. Twench grabbed one proclaiming "this is it". No honey, that's too long! "nuh uh, this is the one, I looked at it this morning before we came in"

We hemmed and hawed and finally decided we'd get the one he chose and check it when we got back to the car. Worst case scenario it would be wrong and we could just go right back in. Yep, you guessed it. We had to go back in because we got one that was too long. Luckily for us Home Depot has a pretty speedy return desk. Once we retrieved the correct one, yes we brought the old one in this time, it was back to check out land for us.

Seeing as we had just been through the check out line 10 minutes before the woman remembered us and gave us the little raised eye brow. "oh, did you forget something?" My response "no, we got the wrong light bulb, it was too long, men always over estimate length" With those cement walls and high ceilings laughter really echoes in there.

Now I have to go gas up the car in case we need a quick trip to the ER. Mr. Twench is going to play with his new toy today.