So we wandered through Costco, found a couple of things, got in line, checked out, groovy. Because we were at the good, spacious, English speaking Warehouse club... much like the good, spacious, English speaking Wally world.
Speaking of Wally-world North of Aunt Ing's house.... we finally arrive there. I have a list, I have coupons, we have needs that aren't all food related.
We enter and begin, and of course as I have Bubba with me -- this is no small undertaking. Now keep in mind we've hit 2 malls, 3 different stores we are now into number 4 and this is the bulk of the shopping needed. Aka groceries and things that might life live able - like TP and contact lens solutions.
Now I will state again for the record, had I been alone, with 3 hours I would have returned my pants, bought new, got my stuff at Costco and gotten out in under 30 minutes, and been down with the full list of needs from Wally world in about an hour -- total time gone from home would indeed have been 3 hours total. We are now into hour 3 and we're just getting started with the long list ... I sent a prayer heavenward - apparently he was busy... and let me tell you why...
We managed to get through the Health and Beauty Aids section, without too much hemming and hawing - but the difference between the name brand and the Wally world version - don't honestly care. Pick one and move on. Thankfully contact lens solutions are easy - so the generic brand pop it into the buggy and away we go!
Light bulbs - simple, he we go I was feeling optimistic - I was an idiot.
We get to men's underwear - -- my darling hubby wears cotton tighty-whities... now I ask you, WHY did this decision take the better part of 10 minutes??
** Oh and little hint for you newly marrieds and not so newly marrieds, when you're thinking "Its just white underwear what is the freaking issue" Make sure that you don't actually SAY that out load enough for said spousal unit to hear... it tends to lead to crankiness...
THAT being said. It lead to crankiness... because I got tired of standing around watching Bubba futz over packaged white underwear... if its me, I'm looking at 1) size 2) cotton 3) color (to make sure I don't already have that or if there is something fun total time taken 5-7 minutes TOPS.
OK so, Captain Crankypants is in full blown cranky, and away we go to the food section... I have coupons and I a list and Bubba... the king of calculating cy, rap by the ounce. Its bathroom paper pick one that isn't the cheapest crap and MOVE ON....
Long story longer - we made it home to one ticked off puppy... we was let out, fed, loved and tended.
More than I can say for us.
The rest of the week as pretty much been the same ... with the added bonus of having Bubba's car in the shop, we dropped it off Sunday night, my carpool guy graciously picked me up and dropped me off, so Bubba could drive back and forth.
Wednesday morning Bubba had to get up with me, in the carpool, dropped off Carpool guy at work then got breakfast out with Bubba while we waited for the car place to open. It was all good.
The rest of week passed in the usual blur of too early, work all day, a Monday meeting, and weekend plans.
Sunday is Bubba's birthday. We're celebrating Saturday night at our favorite Italian restaurant, with our favorite waiter, and of course our favorite board game.
Just saw the weather report - another 'artic blast' is coming our way... yeah. I seriously want to head to someplace warm and put my toes in the sand....
Off to go think about playing the Powerball....
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