Seeking Solace with my Grocery Cart

I have this vague memory of loving, no, not loving, but adoring grocery shopping by MYSELF when the boys were little.  I remember either going to the store when Henry was home or indulging in a sitter to go as being my best luxury.  Something about wandering through the aisles without anyone grabbing me or calling mom was so decadent. I did my best planning and organizing while sifting through the apples or picking which vegetarian fed eggs I wanted.









The aisles of the grocery store were my Cheers where I went and everyone knew my name (or not, but who cared).  I was free to fly with that shopping cart in my hands.


As the boys approached school age, grocery shopping started to shift into more of a chore.  Ugh, grabbing what we needed to pack lunches and make dinners was less and less of a respite.  As the boys grew and grew and grew, the cart started becoming increasingly more filled until at times, I could barely steer it.  I never imagined the milk, eggs, orange juice, pasta, sandwich bread and meats, and yogurt that 2 growing boys could consume.


While I was enamored with heading to the store all by lonesome when the boys were little, as they got older, I tried to hustle one into going or at the very least, going when they were home to carry in the million or so bags.


This past weekend left me in a little funk.  I was over tired and cranky as was my ever-loving husband, and I needed a tiny little mental health window this Monday.  Typically, I find myself indulging in a longer workout or a pedicure these days to was the grey of my mood away, but not today!


No, no.  Today, I slapped on my hot pink lipstick and headed to the grocery store.  With 40 some emails to answer, I threw my iPhone back in my tote and hit the aisles with my big-ass shopping cart in my grumpy pants (ok, they are actually lulu lemon).  I planned the week out in my head, bought melon smelling soap, rounded up enough yogurt for the whole street, and a few pounds of coffee among a whole bunch of other stuff, and felt remarkably better.  Who would have known?


Now back to business as usual….


What’s your cure-all for grumpy pants?


Photo:  Mom It Forward

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  • Janice April 9, 2013, 3:38 AM

    I’m a video game geek. I log into World of Warcraft and smack bad guys and other players (in battlegrounds in game) until I feel better. A little virtual violence goes a long way to getting it out of my system. Also, preferably with a good drink in hand after the kids go to bed. 🙂
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    • Rachel Blaufeld April 9, 2013, 12:47 PM

      you know how you can get a coffee while grocery shopping? Wouldn’t be great to have a cocktail????

  • Haralee April 14, 2013, 2:02 PM

    My husband recently took over grocery shopping. I miss it as it is a release. It is shopping but for things needed!

    • Rachel Blaufeld April 16, 2013, 7:36 AM

      Is he getting the order right? ha! my husband comes back with a lot of chips!

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