Friday, September 12, 2008

Grocery Shopping

It's funny how my feelings have changed so intensely toward the chore of grocery shopping. Eleven years ago, when John and I lived in Wisconsin for that brief period, I used to LOVE going grocery shopping. It was like a date night for John and I (we really lived it up back then), and for some reason, we just had a great time with it. There were two grocery stores near where we lived. The Piggly Wiggly (for those of you who remember your history lessons, the Piggly Wiggly was the very first commercial grocery store ever.... it originated in the South) was a two or three block walk away from our apartment, and we used it for emergencies. But, the BIG outing was to Pick & Save. Let me tell you... their generic brand, Roundy's, was EXCELLENT. Thank the lord we didn't have many guests over during that year in WI, because we ate one helluva lot of generic food. The best time to go grocery shopping was during a Green Bay Packers game. The entire state of Wisconsin becomes desolate during a GBP game. They are hardcore up there. So, we had full run of the grocery store during the football games. Don't ask me why, but I remember laughing a lot and hard during our grocery trips. I don't know at what point in the eleven years since that something went horribly wrong...
The situation now is this: I hate driving to the grocery store, taking the goods off the shelf, putting the goods in my buggy, taking the goods out of my buggy to pay for them, putting the goods back in my buggy to take to my car, taking the goods out of my buggy to put in my car, driving home, taking the goods out of my car and into the house, and then taking the goods out of the bags to put them away. It's one helluva lot of shifting goods from one position to another. It very much reminds me of this, but on a different topic:
Essentially, I don't want to load anything, unload anything, or have to pay to load and unload anything. I don't want to load anything unloadable or payable, I don't want to unload anything loaded or paid for, and I don't want to pay for anything loaded, unloaded, or payable. However, neither do I want to kickbox or spend as much time with your daughter as I can.

1 comment:

tattaes said...

Thanks, Christian! How in the world did you find me/my blog? And, are you british, by chance, or do you just like to use the term "cheers" to throw people off of your trail?