One trolley, one shopper, those are the new rules amid this tense time and as only my beloved could, he volunteers to be our shopper.
Letting go of the control of the shopping basket is something I haven’t given up easily. It not just the shopping basket though is it, I mean, for some its just that bit more than doing the groceries. There’s the browse through the SALE racks cleverly placed in passing distance on your way to said grocery store. Something always catches the corner of your eye and you meander over to quickly flick through the SALE items all the while wondering what the ‘new Season’s look’ is going to be so you just have to pop inside to make sure you are up to date with your news. You do this with the enjoyment of time. Time that is yours. For now.
Then there is the usual coffee and scone that is the fuel you stoke up on before the decision making begins. How many litres of milk this week, do I need one kilo or 2 of chat potatoes? In other words, will our offspring be raiding the fridge this week (sorry, what I mean is, will our darling offspring be visiting for dinner this week). As much as we talk and tut to ourselves about the size of the Sunday roast required, we love the thought of feeding the five thousand so the thought of himself taking over is enough to make you, well weep really.
With my new found personal time extended I find I can write what I think is a comprehensive list of grocery store requirements. I even have the time to draw little doodles of the can of tomatoes I prefer to use. My carrots are something bugs bunny would believe real and my drawings of my washing powder are something that the local magazine could pay for. Comprehensive and illustrated. The new go-to in shopping lists waits anxiously to be ticked off by himself as the goods are gathered.
I sit back and feel proud of my achievements and look forward to unpacking the usual shopping basket as Himself proudly plonks his 2 shopping bags on the counter. (I usually fill three!). I smile and say “Darling, you did get everything on the shopping list?” whilst glancing at the corner of carrots peeping out from his back pocket.
“What shopping list?”
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