Ack! Next time I get the urge to visit Home Depot on a Memorial Day, someone slap me upside the head.
It was like trying to park at a mall on Christmas Eve. Once I got inside, I had to weave through wide individuals who congregated in the aisles with all of their carts, stretch over carts to grab a few things, and weave back to the front of the store.
Normally, I actually enjoy a visit to the Depot. Not this time, although I did get the irrigation parts I needed.