Facing Beyond: My Last Boo-Hooey Entry
Back when things were a little less emotionally fraught and a little more lighthearted, Kent told me about going to Bed, Bath & Beyond for new sheets and feeling sad to be shopping amongst all the arguing couples.
Anyone who has ever co-habitated and attempted joint bathroom accessories
shoping trips to home furnishing stores can probably feel me on this, but entering Bed, Bath & Beyond with your significant other will result in a fight at least 60% of the time. Not all the fights are serious; most are of the “What kind of person are you that you want an orange trash bin?’ or “No, I don’t like the Subway Map shower curtain,” variety, some are major meltdowns brought upon by narrow aisles, too much selection and low blood sugar (in these bathroom accessories, the significant other is just catching bathroomaccessories
colateral damage), but if you happen into a Bed, Bath & Beyond (or a Container Store, perhaps a Linens & Things) on any given Sunday, you will see bickering couples.
So Kent went to buy linens when he first moved out (because we separated twice! once was neither fast nor painless enough!) and we were friendly for a while and I remember him telling me about feeling sad that he wasn’t fighting with me over something bathroomaccessories like window shades. “So I bought the most expensive towels I could find, plus a giant bag of Blow-Pops, and got the hell out of there…”
Since signing my lease I have been to the Bed, Bath & Beyond near Lincoln Center no less than eight times. I’ve tried to keep the mission in mind and maintain a “get in and get out” mindset, because no good ever comes from too much time in that bathroom accessories
. And, I’ve tried to block out all the couples picking out sheet sets and picture frames because it would otherwise kill me dead, but if you looked at my debit card statement you would be appalled at how much I have purchased in Beyond.
