Easy shot from the apartment to this Norwalk Walmart. Pretty grungy Walmart if you ask me. Homeless woman at the entrance asking for money. If you zoom in to the photo above, you’ll see her under the white blanket.
Parking lot was packed and the parking spaces were designed with little cars in mind. I parked next to a Greenwich mom in her Mercedes SUV and she too grumbled about how narrow the spaces are. Oh well. No harm. No foul.
I had a list of oddball things I needed for the apartment, things that I actually already own but, in the frenzy of the movers packing up, got sent to storage and not to the apartment.
Like all my everyday dinner dishes. Packed up when I wasn’t paying attention!
The two cooking pans for my Breville toaster oven, a round pizza pan and a square broiler like pan. Got packed.
Table lamps. I hauled three to the apartment but I find I need a fourth. The apartment has no overhead lights in the living room or bedroom.
Then, because I’m minus my big kitchen office space, I need small scale stackable file holders and some cork board option that doesn’t get nailed into the wall. We brought no artwork with us because we didn’t want to fill holes when we leave.
I checked out the book and magazine aisle first. Saw no book on your list of recommendations and the magazines were a strange assortment too. Bob Ross magazine? Metallica magazine? 🤷🏻♀️
I checked out the DVD aisle too. Nothing I heard of and nothing I’d buy.
I did get most things on my list. Wasn’t in the store more than 40 minutes.
And that $15/hr wage thingie…only ONE actual cashier line was open. One out of about 25. The self check out lanes were the default.
I’m heading to Bedford from here for two quick errands. Then to West Harrison, via the library.