Considering the fact that I got all the taxes taken care of over the weekend (and in the mail yesterday so that I wouldn’t have to go near the post office today), this was a more than usually stressful Monday. And even though I didn’t go to the post office, I did have to stand in line at FedEx, because of something the Boss decided at the last minute I had to send him overnight, and at the bank, where everyone who wasn’t at the post office was already waiting in front of me.
While I was at the bank I decided to pick up a few groceries. Actually, I decided before I left the house, but when I reached into my pocket for the grocery list, it wasn’t there. I know how dangerous it is to do any food shopping without a list, but I decided to chance it. You never know when you might be stuck at home with no way to go out and get bread and milk and bell peppers and wild mushrooms.
I think I did pretty well. In fact, when I got home and found the list, I had bought everything on it (except soda, which I can do without), and almost nothing that wasn’t on it. It doesn’t usually work out that way. Maybe my concentration was focused by the fact that the supermarket is in the middle of an endless remodel, and half of the things that might have tempted me were nowhere to be found anyway. They’ve made a royal mess of that store, and I managed to work that fact into my conversation with the checker.