I go grocery shopping every Wednesday. In my twisted logic, it’s the perfect day: the new ads are out, there’s no weekend crowd, it’s mid-week incase we need anything to get us to the weekend, plus, the weekend’s in sight, so you can stock up for it. As an added bonus, I go at 3:30 when I get out of work before all the ‘normal’ people get their release. (Before you ask, no, I do not consider myself normal. I purposely work as a school social worker with behaviorally and emotionally disordered kids. It’s crazy, but, then, so am I!)
Despite all my planning and list making, it never fails that the moment I get home my ridiculously over-priced haul, I am inundated with items I forgot to pick up.
And this is how you get a grocery cart confessional.
Yesterday after work, I ran back to Wally World to get the random 6 items that were left out. I get the most entertainment out of watching the face of the cashier as she tries to figure out my life based on the hodge-podge of items I have decided to buy together. This was yesterday’s purchase:
Italian Sausage (Admittedly, those first two items do go together.)
What, your don’t have a dog with a low thyroid, who doesn’t like to knit in the dark while enjoying a slice of pizza????
Well I do!