So, there is supposed to be some winter weather tonight.
There is nothing I hate more than winter weather moving in on the night that I ALWAYS do my grocery shopping.
It’s going to be a mad house. But… I have to go – we go week to week on groceries – shopping has to happen every Friday to keep us in food.
I kinda feel like I ought to be able to go to the store and shout “HEY! THIS IS MY REGULAR SHOPPING! I AM NOT A PANICKY BREAD AND MILK BUYER! GET OUT OF MY WAY!”
But I will not do that.
I will go.
I will shop.
I will be annoyed, but, not the first time in my life that’s happened