6 hours total driving time in a 20 year old pickup truck with no air conditioning is no joke. It is also an indication of how desperate I am to get out of the house, since my car is still not fixed. If I'm lucky I have been getting out of the house twice per week-- an hour for Mass, and about 2 hours for market/ grocery shopping. I think Daniel agreed to tack on a few hours to our trip because he knew it would ward off insanity for a bit longer.
Anyways, I love the Boundary store. It is such a random place, and every couple of months the inventory totally changes because they get a new shipment of things from the States. This time there was about a hundred lamps, a room full of baby swings (which would have been useful for Miss M a few months ago) and what looked like the entire contents of a cafeteria kitchen. Huge stainless steel pans and serving equipment-- even a whole silverware/tray serving station that is ubiquitous to cafeterias everywhere. I kinda wanted it.
|such a bad picture. I was really rushing. The point is, this place is HUGE.|
I always mean to take pictures when I am there and always forget because I am in such a rush. This is not a man-friendly shopping place. After about 20 minutes of me digging through shelves and bins and pondering if I really want to get another pair of shoes, Daniel starts to get a distinctly martyred air. I think the most time I've ever managed is an hour. Sadly, I ran out of time/ Daniel's patience before checking out the literally 1000's of shoes (since I once found a pair of Manolos for $5), but I did get some great materials for the Babe's montessori work.
|Babes hard at work. I got the tray from a Boundary store a while back.|
|various bits and pieces. He looooves the tongs.|
The next shipment is due mid August, and I'm already scheming to get back...