Once again I feel like I’ve squandered another day-off chasing after things. I went to a second IKEA today in search of a rug that I saw online and decided that I needed. This meant a trip to the DC area, and so I thought that since I was going to be in the area, I might as well make a day of it.
My day of squandering time started with a trip to the bagel place. It is not typical for me to drive 15 minutes to get bagels, but these bagels are worth it! One dozen and a tub of smear came back with me for the 15 minute drive home. The hubs didn’t have to go to work until early afternoon so we hung out for awhile eating bagels and checking email, the usual.
I hit the highway and headed down to DC at a good time, no traffic. The thing about IKEA is you inevitably spend way more time and money there than you had planned. Fortunately, IKEA and I are well acquainted and so I’m not severely distracted by all the mod, bright, new, sorta comfy stuff they sell. As I headed to the rug area I discovered that there was only one of my rug there, and it was on display. Crap. I got the sales girl to take it off the wall for me to take home but that was another 15 minutes added on to my visit. I am grateful to have left there with nothing else but the rug, a very unusual sight for that store, I am sure.
Something you probably don’ t know…there is an awesome garden center/nursery down the road from the College Park IKEA. Since I was already so close, I had to stop in and see what they had! I was not so lucky to leave Benkhe’s with only what I had planned to get. Drat. I walked out with three more tomato plants, even more dirt, several herbs, bamboo stakes etc., etc., etc. No buyer’s remorse here, though I’m sure the hubs is tired of dragging bag after bag of potting soil up to the second floor. I really feel like I’m done buying stuff for the deck, I’m starting to run out of space and the plants aren’t even big yet. *nervous laugh*
I had arranged to meet up with a friend for dinner in Georgetown and started to make my way there after the garden store. It doesn’t really matter what time you need to take the beltway, there is always traffic, but it really gets congested around quittin’-time and that’s just when I got on. Another chunk of squandered time I can never get back. The beltway is just one more reason why I am so pleased to be living in Baltimore, I just don’t spend much time in traffic or even congestion anymore. Forty-five minutes later I find a parking space in Georgetown just two blocks away from where the hubs and I rented an apartment for two years. It was kind of like going back in time for the evening, except so much has changed.
The hubs knew I was going to Georgetown, so I knew I was going to have to bring him something back. No trip to Georgetown is complete without two things. Pizza from Pizzeria Paradiso and Cupcakes from Georgetown Cupcake. I have both in my refrigerator now, waiting for him to come home from work. I was impressed that there was no line at Georgetown cupcake this afternoon. Before they moved their location around the corner the shop would have a line of people around the block waiting to pay a king’s ransom for a tiny two or three bite confection. We held out for the longest time, refusing to try a cupcake, until one day someone gave me one and I discovered that Georgetown Cupcakes were delicious and
mildly addictive! When I met up with my friend M she asked how long I had waited in line for the treats tucked in the paperbag. She was shocked by my answer. Apparently, now that the store is bigger and has been on TV the line is even longer than before. As I was leaving DC I saw first hand the line insanity that people are willing to endure for an overpriced, ass-expanding confection. I felt like I actually held on to some of my time at that moment.
M and I went to Pizzeria Paradiso for dinner, but we didn’t get there before the dinner crowd. We had to wait 25 minutes for a table. Let me just say, I haven’t had to wait for a table in a while. I work at a busy restaurant and unless it’s a busy Saturday night, we don’t usually have people waiting for a table. It felt very foreign having to wait, but we had a lot of catching up to do, so it passed quickly. This pizzeria had an awesome wood-fire oven that makes very authentic Italian style pies, I was happy to have some serious left-overs to take home. The hubs is going to devour it when he gets back! (**he did, he ate the whole thing in one sitting. Men.**)
After saying goodbye to M, I had to take the hour plus drive home and found myself getting home after 10pm. Day. Gone. Oh well, it was a day well spent, squadered or not. I got what I wanted and I didn’t spend another day off cleaning the house, so all in all, way more fun than the usual. I have work tomorrow and won’t be off again until the weekend, we’re going to see my family. I hope this week of work goes by just as fast as my day off of chasing things, for that, I would be grateful.