So tonight, I went to Walmart for the first time in years. The story is, Dad decided to buy three more canaries for my Mom, who, I think, doesn't really want them. Dad buys them but never cleans or feeds them. So it ends up being extra stress, money, time, and energy for Mom. But whatever, they're married, they get to do whatever they want.
Mom sent me to Walmart for bird food and sand paper. Walmart has [tried] to change. There are sections where it's really neat, tidy, and new. With wood flooring and racks. Then again, in certain parts where dish soap and laundry detergent are sold, it's a mess. After all these years, there's still spilled soap along those aisles. You'd think they'd have cleaned it by now. Come to think of it, I must've spilled that so many years ago...?
I also decided to pick up some other stuff. Earrings, 6pack kitchen cloth, contact lens solutions, and a stupid CD. It was so spontaneous, I regret it. It was a dumb purchase, I'm not even gonna write it here for fear of embarassment and ridicule from you, reader.