Because I get it.
At least once a week.
If I do not go to Costco once a week, I get the shakes.
I love it.
Everything about it.
Except how much money I spend there.
When I pull into the parking lot, I get excited.
Giddy.
As I get my cart and walk through the entrance, I breathe in the warehouse smell and smile.
There is nothing better.
The photocentre ladies know me by my first name.
And I am sure the many other employees talk about me in the staff room.
"She is here again?"
"Doesnt that lady have a life?"
"Did her family win the lottery or something?"
No, my friends we did not win the lottery.
No, I do not have a life.
And yes, I am here again.
And will be next week.
And the week after.
And the week after that.
So there.
6 comments:
You, LOVE Costco. It's dangerous in there. I rarely leave without spending more than $100 because there is always a movie or household item I can find to take home. Love it from Christmas gifts.
I HATE how much money I spend at one time there. I love the store though.
I love Costco, too! My husband has to rein me in and keep me on track, or else I would buy every random thing I see there!
I like costco too. My kids love the samples!
I am SO with you on this one!!!!
I can't afford to go every week but I sure would love to. They have the best sesame bagels. And yoga pants! And sleepers! Oh and croutons! And and and...
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