Well as I told you yesterday, I plan to update you on what you missed when my post went down.
I’ll start with the Stupid Grocery Store Tricks.
Yesterday I went to the big grocery store here to get a few items, milk, lunchmeat, etc.
I zipped into the store parking lot, bounded toward the door, got in and gathered up my items with lightening speed.
When I arrived at the checkout line, the progress was good. The total was $15.15. A bad omen, I now know, because no sooner had the items been rung up, then I realized I was missing my wallet.
Don’t be alarmed, I knew where it was, it was in the swimming bag.
We had gone swimming the day before and I take along my wallet because the pool passes are stored safely in there.
Unfortunately, I forget to transplant it back to my purse, so a lot of times, tragedy strikes at the checkout line.
I told the checker to hold on so I could run home and get my cash.
I only live about five minutes from the store, so it was really no big deal.
I bolt to my, and in the process my flip-flop flew off of my foot, seemingly with a mind of its own, I tried to maneuver my foot over it, to put it on correctly again but I couldn’t. So I just picked it up and ran.
Everyone must have thought I was completely nuts.
I hop into the car, sans flip-flop and hit the accelerator. I wanted to get home and back before the milk got warm.
Heading toward my house, I nearly ran over my neighbor, who was out jogging, he took to darn long to cross the road. I hit the gas, he kept looking over his shoulder.
I guess I was just a woman on a mission.
Today, I went to a different grocery store (yes, you read right, I am probably the only woman in America or anywhere who goes to the freaking grocery EVERY DAY) and the same thing happened. I forgot my blasted money again because we went to the pool. This time I didn’t run back home, I used an “emergency checkbook” I had stashed in the glove compartment. I just didn’t feel like dashing back home and nearly killing someone. Again.
So I get my items, pay for them without incident, get to my car, open my soda and it explodes all over me. I give up.
Here’s the freebie. It’s only 10 p.m. but the night is young, no?