There is little in life that I despise more than grocery shopping. I hate it. I hate making the list that you have to make or you spend twice as much w/ only half of what you really needed. I hate bagging the produce. I hate the little brats that run around like maniacs b/c their mom's aren't paying attention to what they're doing. I hate taking the groceries out of the cart at the check-out stand. I hate putting the groceries in the car and I hate unloading them when I get home.
I pretty much hate everything about it.
The only thing that makes it a little bit bearable is when I go without kids. Sometimes I like having Jack along, sometimes I'd rather not. Since I've hurt my back, I can't really lift the bags of groceries, therefore I can't go by myself. So when I would have been able to go by myself on Saturday, I couldn't. It's really been a pain in the arse.
So today after I go to my physical therapy appointment, I get to go grocery shopping w/ Jack. My mother has kindly agreed to pick up the kids so we can get through the shopping faster. I really should be making a list, but I decided to blog about why I hate grocery shopping instead.
I am not a procrastinator.
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I'm so sorry that you can't go by yourself right now. It has always been my escape. I've always insisted on leaving the kids at home. I wander up and down every aisle, whether I need anything there or not.
And, I have to say, if I went grocery shopping regularly with Bob, I'd be divorced by now! Not a combination that works well.
Enjoy your time with Jack, though, and let him do all the hard work.
As long as I can get a 24oz Bud Light everytime I help, I am good to go :)
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