Y'all I'm exhausted with School Shopping! | Raising the Boys

You know what?

"F" it.

School shopping is for the birds.

I don't want to do it.

Nope. No way.


Oh wait.


It's required?


Son of a bitch.

Y'all. I'm exhausted. School shopping is ridiculous. Add in a hyperactive child and an angry toddler. Yeah. Not anyone's dream activity.

This year, I have to admit though, we didn't have to grab as much shit as we have had to in the past years. Luckily, the "communal" buys this year was limited to gallon size baggies (for what? I don't have the slightest clue), one (yeah, you heard me right) ONE container of sanitation wipes, one hand sanitizer, one liquid soap, and four boxes of tissue. I mean, that's not bad. I didn't have to purchase "candy for prizes" or "beans for crafts" or "colored construction paper" or "a sketchbook for art" or a flipping "recorder" that he's only going to use one time. So I lucked out.

This year though, he won't be wearing a uniform, so we had to buy new clothes, but surprisingly that was cheaper than buying uniforms and shoes that were "one solid color that doesn't have a brand on it."

Well Shit .... just got done with Open House ... apparently he WILL be wearing a uniform. You'd think they would've mentioned that when I went into the front office to REGISTER him! DAMMIT! So off I go back to Marshalls and Walmart to return clothes so that we can purchase $15 embroidered polos. 

DAMMIT.

But y'all, I'm exhausted. We had to keep our elbows up in the isles of Walmart and grab things before other people's little buggers snatched things out of your hands. We had to fight the dressing rooms and keep a tired, hangry 2 year old. Our skinny ass son had to try on freaking 20 pairs of jeans until we could figure out what would actually stay up over his butt. We had to clean up a broken emoji biggie bank that is made of clay and within a toddler's grasp. We had walked the isles numerous times trying to find a fucking "ghostbusters pencil box that is so awesome." We had to negotiate the fact that not all Walmarts have the same thing and this pencil box is the same colors as the Charlotte Hornets.

Lemme tell ya, that picture above, it's not all the shit we got, but it's the important shit. And all in all we only spent a grand total of:

$236

We got off luckily this year. I know we did.

Parents.

God speed and good luck with your own

horrible

school

shopping experience.