Oh, Deseret Industries. I may have contracted a rare disease (which would maybe explain my near-fainting problems I'll describe later in this post) by sorting through your merchandise, but you have to accept certain risks when you want to buy things for so little a price.
Last Saturday we decided to check out D.I. to see if there were any bargains. We wandered the store for a while without seeing anything of value to us, which is usually the case at that store. Anyway, finally in that garage section, we found a ficus tree that
would take up some space in our empty basement, so we said, "What the heck!" and put it in our
cart.
Well, after that we turned around to look at other things, and some woman who had probably been scheming from afar started
hauling the tree away! She was pretty angry when we
told her that this was OUR ficus, and then she proceeded to tell us to "never
leave our cart again or else" (Direct Quote).
It was really annoying to haul a
giant tree in a shopping cart around the rest of the store, but we
followed Ficus-Stealer Lady's angry advice and did not leave the tree again until
it was safe in our house. Even now I am not sure if it is entirely safe since ficus trees are apparently a hot commodity.
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In other news, lately I've found myself on the verge of fainting. A lot. It's getting kind of annoying.
Kneeling for over three minutes in the temple? Near fainting experience (every freaking time) and the temple workers have to tell me to "not be a hero." Ha ha.
Getting up too fast? Near fainting experience.
Attempting to get tests done during my annual "women's health" doctor appointment? Near
death fainting experience.
Speaking in church? Wanting to faint experience, but fainting doesn't work that way.
Maybe I should just do less traumatic things. Although going to the temple and sitting up are probably the least traumatic things a person can do. Oh well, I guess I'll go paint for a couple hours...and maybe I will wear a mask.