Furniture Shopping

Today I braved taking my three boys with me on a search to find a new coffee table.  We made our way to Furniture Store X.  Walking through the store browsing at the different styles of coffee and end tables, I suddenly became aware that I was having a full on complete two-way conversation with myself…out loud.   The only reason I know this is because a salesperson approached me and said’ “Sorry to interrupt, but is there anything I can help you with?”  

Ummm, um, um…I was just giving myself expert advice out loud, ya know? 

I also became aware that my three boys were half way across the store bouncing from couch to couch chasing one another and trying to climb inside furniture cabinets.  I am sure we were the poor salesman’s worst nightmare.   I can imagine when he retold the story of our “presence” at the store he said something along the lines of, “Today they let the inmates out of the asylum to furniture shop.”

From this side of disaster,
Cyndi