Holy freaking cow.
Let me give you a run down.
- wake up. make nate a sack lunch to take on the road.
(I'm a pro at PB&J's. and i think he's grateful.)
- do Insanity.( quietly as not to disturb our neighbors below.) uhh guess how good i am at being quiet? NOT GOOD AT ALL.
-go to work. get some zucchini AND recipe ideas from our greasy mechanic. double wammy.
All day strategically write out our grocery list and meal plan for the week. feeling on top of the world.
-get to the grocery store (with list in hand & smile on my face) grab my cart. good to go. uhhhhhhhhh
-Start doing laps around the grocery store.Can't seem to find A-N-Y-T-H-I-N-G of what I need.
-Pass The same workers as they look at me like "Haven't you walked past me 10 times before?"
Yep, yep I have.
- let go of my pride and ask an old man worker where the flax seed was.
I KID YOU NOT.
we spend the next 10-15 minutes looking up and down the aisle
-finally I say
"forget it, I'll just ask my mom."
newbie of a wife right here okay?
-FINALLY have everything i need (after almost taking down a little girl with my cart as she came RUNNING around the corner. probably not a good idea kiddy)
-Pay for my groceries and the heavens shine down on me! After an hour and 20 mins at Kent's market place I have spent 10 dollars under my budget!
SCORE!
-Smile so big as I hand the lady my cash. "Maybe I'm not so bad at this after all."
Spoke too soon.
-get to Nate's truck to load the groceries. (which might i add is a LOT bigger than my car)
-can NOT find the keys.
I get panicked.
Maybe I left them in the truck? oh crap, he'll kill me.
-Keep digging in my purse and now it's turning frantic.
(During my key searching I seem to have forgotten the cart was on the DOWN HILL side and has begun to roll towards a Buick.)
-Run to grab the runaway cart with a bright red face
-Try to constrain the cart with my hip as i Continue to look for those gosh darn keys.
FINALLY!!!
-open the back door to see Nate's 22 shotgun staring back at me leaving hardly any room for groceries.
-Look around to see if anyone is seeing this sight.
A girl in leopard pants. with beads of sweat on her forehead.who can't control her cart.driving a big truck with a 22 shotgun in the back seat.
WHAT.A.SIGHT.
Get home. start making dinner. slice my finger. bleed. bleed. bleed.
Finally get dinner in the oven
Go pick up Nate and tell him about my hectic day.
Eat dinner. (We even use the fancy goblet glasses i picked up from a garage sale.)
Everything is looking up.. until Nate take s a bite of casserole and says, "Is there any meat or anything in this? Zucchini and carrots isn't going to be enough to make me full."
I'M DONE.
Safe to say this girl in the leopard pants needed to lie down. So that's what i did.
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