This week I went to Home Depot of my own free will.
I’m pretty sure I’ve been there more times this year than I have previously my entire life (voluntarily at least).
My mom has always been an avid DIYer, and she would drag me to Home Depot, Lowes, et al. I brooded, I whined… I was a brat.
At the ripe old age of 26, I not only don’t dread a trip to the Home Depot… I daresay… I enjoyed it?
Nothing makes sense anymore.