A few months ago my rugrat begged me to take him camping and I told him I would one day. I was totally lying so used this natural disaster as an opportunity to tell him living like we are is like camping so my promise had been fulfilled.
He told me it wasn’t like camping at all, it was like the power had gone out. It was as close to camping as he’s ever going to get.
Eating awful cold food from a tin by torchlight and playing annoying board games while wearing a blanket and shivering from the cold pretty much sums up my one camping experience and last Tuesday night and it’s something I don’t ever want to repeat.
Day two was annoying but I kept reminding myself and the rest of the household about those less fortunate, trying to be grateful for what we do have and staying upbeat. It’s now day three and I’d empty my bank account and giveaway my kids for a hot shower.
There’s great resorts a stones throw away in the Hunter where for a small fortune I could have hot water, free wifi and a massage to boot. Unfortunately when I suggested this to the other half he told me to harden the fuck up so I guess thats off the table.
Last night was our second night at home sans power, just the family and board games. By 9:45 I was ready to dig out my own eyeballs so decided to take a trip to see what is actually open at that hour. The answer was Kmart!
I haven’t stepped foot in a Kmart for at least 2 decades. To put it in perspective I was in my teens. My memories of Kmart were of bad clothes and cluttered isles of plastic buckets, potted plants and cheap toys. I really have no idea whether thats accurate or not, but it was my perception.
Let me tell you, Kmart has changed. It was awesome! I got 2 incredible scarves for $7 each. A heavy duty iPhone 6 case for $7, mouse pad for the little rugrats desktop was $5, a book and sloppy t-shirt perfect for lazing about the house. I mean I can’t tell you the last time I had that much fun spending under $50.
I will be going back. Their home collection of baskets and pots and storage items was phenomenal and I intend to make use of it. All in all it was a great way to kill an hour on a weeknight in the middle of a storm.
Leaving the store threw a bit of a dampener on the fun when some 12 year old store clerk (they all seem so young) accosted me after I left the self checkout and demanded to see the inside of my shopping bag along with docket as proof I had paid for it all.
He seemed almost disappointed it all checked out and I left feeling a little bit violated, but then it was a Wednesday night so that was par for the course in my life anyway.