An Apologetic Purchase

When shopping, do you ever feel like you need to make up for something so you spend more than you really need to?

That's what I did at the paint store the other day.  I went in to get two sample paints for Sailor's new room.  Sailor came with me.  Not the best idea, but REALLY, I'm not just going to stay home all day. 

Now that she's come alive like Frankenstein in all her walking glory, her "please hold me" desire is nil.  Luckily, the paint store is relatively small and there was only one other customer. 

So, I let her down - and by "let her down" I mean I sat her on the floor because she REFUSES to stand on her feet when you put her down, opting to stand up on her own - and she stood up and started stiff-legging it around the place.

She, THANKFULLY, didn't go grab anything off any shelf.  She simply visited the front door and then a stack of gallon paint cans and some other stack of some other heavy and not-likely to fall stack of things.  She was chattering on at quite a high volume and was wandering around, but was in no way causing havoc or even attempting to.

But you know what?  The guy who was getting my paint samples (and who seemed to be the only guy working) was very NOT amused by my little traveler.  Nope.  He didn't say anything.  No, "Oh, how old is she?" or "She's so cute.  When did she start walking?"  Not even a glace and a giggle in her direction.

VERY. UN. AMUSED.

And I totally started to feel guilty.  Even though I wasn't, I started to feel like that mom that lets her kid wander around all booger-faced and honey-handed, hurling retail items at speeds rivaling MLB pitchers.

I tried to pick her up a few times and was met with feet in my ribs before I even got her to holding height, and so placed her back on the floor telling myself that she was JUST FINE and she was NOT GETTING INTO TROUBLE AT ALL and that the guy working was a CHILDLESS ASSHOLE.

But I've got this lame-o uber annoying part of me that wants everything to be okay.  Everything to be smooth sailing and everyone to be hunky dory and happy. 

In preparation for our move, I knew I needed some Kilz-It or some good primer or whatever, so I asked the guy if they carried Kilz.  They carried THEIR version of Kliz.  I asked if it was comparable money-wise.  He answered the question by saying it was $28/gallon.  I was PRETTY sure I could get a better deal at Lowes, but in order to make up for my guilt at having my daughter run around, I said YES, GREAT, I WOULD TAKE A GALLON.

And just like that I made my apologetic purchase for something I knew I didn't have to apologize for AT ALL.

And then we went to Lowes for something else and they had Kilz for $14.99.  I'm planning on returning "their version of Kilz" this week.  And totally not apologizing for it.