Every time I walk into a Bed, Bath & Beyond I realize how urbanized I’ve become. I have never seen so many options of shampoo, moisturizer or toothbrushes than when I walk through the aisles of this place. The sheer enormity of the 3-level store smack in the middle of Midtown Manhattan is an architectural wonder for someone whose living space consists of 850 square feet. The prices of the items also remind me that I’m New York City.
For example, The Husband, who is obsessed with Yankee Candles and making our apartment smell like a MacIntosh Apple or Vanilla Sugar Cookie, is ready to pay $28 for a large sized one. I mean, it’s made of wax, right? Is any candle in the world worth $28? I don’t think so. But the smaller sized ones are supposed to be a bargain at $22. I finally convinced The Husband that by purchasing a $28 candle, he’d be validating to Yankee Candle that people are willing to spend an obscene amount of money on things they don’t need like over sized good smelling candles and then the price would never come down.
I held him off until we got to the pillow aisle. Then Husband was convinced he needed a new down pillow. Going shopping when everyone is buying last minute stuff to go back to college, etc., is probably not the best time to find any bargains when it comes to bedding. The Husband tried telling me that a $50 down pillow is a steal since he will be using it every single night and his head needs an appropriate place to rest. I think I’ve been using the same pillow for 25 years and have no intention of replacing it any time soon. How does he know that this $50 pillow will be comfortable? Couldn’t he get the same use and pleasure out of a $15 pillow? Would he know the difference? Would Costco or Macy’s or Target have something exactly the same for cheaper? We’ll never know. We now own a $50 down pillow for The Husband’s delicate head.
The upside about having The Husband with me at Bed Bath and Beyond is that we never had to wait to call over one of the salespeople to get something off a high shelf for us. In fact, not only did The Husband’s long limbs enable to us to pull hard to reach objects from extremely high spots in a jiff, he also offered to help several other customers to get their out-of-reach items into their carts as well. He’s good like that. He also refused to take a cab home despite us purchasing two very large bags worth of overpriced home goods. Which probably saved us about $15 and allowed us to have the exercise of a 16 block walk in 85 degree weather. Not a bad tradeoff.
What I learned today is that if you decide to leave your apartment for anything other than to a) walk the dog b) go for a walk / run or c) commute to work, you can guarantee that you’re spending at least $100. Good thing we’ve been holed up most of the weekend, unable to pull ourselves away from Netflix’s Orange is the New Black. If you haven’t seen this TV series, it’s time to start. The only problem is that it sucks you in and you can’t just watch one episode. So you’ll start at like 11 AM and have all these ambitious plans for the day and then at like 2 PM, after 3 episodes, you decide you’re so tired that a 2 hour nap is in order and then after that you’ll go outside to walk the dog and meet up with someone in your building who you saw at like 8 AM that day, only she’s showered and has a cute dress on and make up and you’re still in your workout / pj type clothes unshowered and then you really know you’ve done absolutely nothing that day. Darn TV.
Ok, here’s hoping you all had way more productive weekends than we did. Hard to believe that Bachelorette is not on tomorrow. I saw that Desiree posted pics on her Instagram of her move to Seattle this weekend. I bet she went to Bed, Bath and Beyond too.