I know I should be spending the few minutes of the day that I'm not working or thinking about sleeping (thank you jet lag) recounting my adventures in Spain and Portugal. But seriously, since leaving work yesterday, I can't get this coat out of my head.
I'd like to think that's only because I was so bored on the bus yesterday that my creativity OCD went AWOL and tried in vain to keep me entertained. But honestly, it's just pathetic. I've already run through about twelve different scenarios in my head about how I could get my hot little hands on the coat.
Check if there's a cheap flight to San Fransisco, Los Angeles, NYC. Go to H&M. Buy coat. Immediately fly back to Seattle.
Contact a courier service to pick up the coat and FedEx it to me.
Make friends with someone who lives in Sweden and have them order me a coat online (yes, H&M only allows you to buy online in Sweden).
Call a store in The States and talk them into taking my credit card number and MAILING ME THAT COAT!
Find someone who lives near a H&M and sweet talk them into being my bitch helping me out.
But I know imposing upon someone to go pick up a coat for me is insane. A starving child, no, but a coat, yes. So H&M? If you're listening, I'd bet that coat fits me in a 34 or a 36. Please send post haste.