Dear Target

I am really sad.

I was so excited for you to open your doors in Canada.

I won't deny it, I was not happy that your shelves were not quite as full as those of my American cousins. But you had stuff.

Stuff I liked.

Stuff I bought.

I could not have re-done the living room without the rug we found. You know, I drove to two of your stores to find it. I had hope. I had faith in you. And you had it. I say "it" like I was looking for something specific. I wasn't. I was just looking for something that would work.

I don't think you really appreciate how impossible it is to find nice large area rug in my price range in this city. Truly. Without you, I really don't think I'll ever find a decent one again.

The pouf! No one else even has poufs!

Another hard to find item in the price bracket I'm willing to pay?

Oven mitts. Yes. Nuts, I know, but decent, unobtrusive oven mitts are hard to find at a price I am willing to sacrifice to the dog from time to time. After he gets a hold of these, it'll be back to the gaudy things from Wally's world, I'm afraid.

Oh and there's a hand towel! Thank goodness I picked up a bunch of those last time I was in.

I'm not sure there's a room in my home that hasn't been touched by you.

My entryway.

I was so happy to find that tray.

The living room, of course. Changing up my living room this fall changed my life. Truly.

 the bowl. (But not the cacti.)

Looking at this reminds me how hard it is to find decent lamps--bases and shades.

The frame I chose for the picture I had taken with my Grandmother who passed away this fall.


The dining room/home office:

Such a great colour to that lamp.

That bird was just what was needed here.

And, of course, there is the bowl which started the whole kitchen refresh.

The curtains made out of the table cloth (eta: it was a shower curtain, not a tablecloth). Goodness, I feel like crying.

That fabric.
That fabric.
There is no decent fabric anywhere local. There just isn't.


My bedroom.

The mirror.

still in the box.

my lamp.

my sheets.

I even invited Target for Christmas this year.

I really was excited to find some buddies for my reindeer.

I had a hard time finding pretty plates this year. Home goods just had the gaudiest things. But you came through--even though I never realised there was a whole Christmas shop on your second floor.

Sparkly placemats. How fun is that?

Such a lovely table runner.

sigh.

Target, I wish you'd reconsider and just get the product into your stores. If you have to, close three of the four you have here in the city. (Only one of them was decently stocked, anyway.) You know I made a special trip to one of your stores one evening just to pick up your Threshold jug. It is a gorgeous jug. You were out.

But now, I will never have it.

You have returned me to home decor purgatory.

I'll miss you.