every mornin’ i see him waiting at the home depot

PHOTO_2.jpgPHOTO_1.jpgPHOTO_3.jpg PHOTO_4.jpgPHOTO_5.jpg PHOT0_6.jpgPHOTO_7.jpg PHOTO_8.jpgPHOTO_9.jpgIf ever you have done a home renovation, chances are you have gone, more than once, to a local hardware store. Actually, no renovation needs to be involved. As long as you have ventured out from living under your parent’s roof and you either rent an apartment or own a house, you have most likely frequented one of these stores. I know that we often do.

Home Depot is a favourite of mine. I prefer its size and overall layout compared to other stores. I love that it has aisles upon aisles of lumber, paint, lights, flooring, and more. I like to go there and dream about all the possibilities that we can do to Little Green. It is our go-to store for appliances. Its plant section is also where I end up buying most of my succulents. This is not because they have the best options, though it is not horrible by any means. It is because most of their plants are $5 and under, a price that is unheard of at our local greenhouses. Yes, Home Depot, I will always treat entering your structure like an exciting date with my husband. Merely because you always seem to have what we want, and we never leave disappointed.

Emory

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  1. Mum

     /  04/17/2014

    That guy looks like one of my contractors. Not kidding. He hitches a ride every morning out here with his boss. So he’s not as aimless as he looks. Ha!

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  2. I like the cactus pictures, they are such amazing little plants!

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