It's almost 3:00 and I'm ready to call it a day...

Laundry Blitz on 5 different floors in our building---Check
Grocery Shopping at Target, carrying everything back with us---Check

I'm tired....

P.S. Today was a realization that we are indeed back to the city life

Productive Day So Far!

When you don't have a real schedule it's hard to stay focused and be productive....it's very easy to put things off. But, today is an exception! I got up showered, did the laundry, made a new recipe and put it in the oven for lunch (I made dinner for lunch since Scott will be home for lunch and not dinner), and it's only 12:00:) I feel proud that I got going right off this morning---usually it takes me a while to get going. I should keep this pace and get more stuff done!

Grocery Shopping

I was at the grocery store the other day, and I didn't have much time. I had almost everything I needed in my cart when I stopped to look at the drink section. While my back was turned, someone decided to take off with MY cart! I looked up and down the aisle to no avail. It was gone, and in it's place was another cart, full of boring, useless groceries. I didn't know if it would be quicker to go "shopping" again for everything I needed, but I decided to wait for a few minutes, hoping the culprit would come back to return the stolen goods. He never showed.

I went on a hunt, looking for my grocery cart. I'm sure the other shoppers must have thought I was crazy, as I was both discreetly and not-so-discreetly spying on what groceries they had in their own carts. "Hey Mister, stocking up on the Twinkies, I see??? Ma'am, one of you eggs is cracked. Do you really need THAT much toilet paper??"

I couldn't find it. The suspect must have purchased my groceries and gone home, or so I thought. I gave up and decided to get a cart to do my shopping over again, this time in reverse. As I was on my way to where I left off, I couldn't help but look at what other people were packing around in their carts. And there it was...not my cart, but the abandoned one. As he was approaching me, I couldn't contain my voice, and found myself shouting and pointing, "HEY, YOU STOLE MY CART! WHERE IS IT?!" He cowardly looked away, and said he left it by the checkout stand. I proceeded to follow him to the "checkout stand," which turned out not to be the front of the store, but up the middle of the far aisle on the end of the store, abandoned next to the kitty litter and feminine products, neither of which he was in the market for. He realized he made a mistake, wasn't man enough to fess up, and tried to bury the evidence.

If you play with fire, sooner or later you'll get burned. You may have gotten away with grocery cart petty crimes before, but not today. :)

Scott