Today was another sick day. Kids are still in their PJs. Second day in a row. We’re awesome.
But, my husband had to be at work at 7am this morning so I decided that was a perfect time to
get a lot done crawl back into bed and let the kids watch TV all morning. But, 20 minutes in I remember I have 3 kids and that’s impossible. So, I get up and start the daunting task of getting 3 sick kids (and my sick self) ready to go to the grocery store in the snow. We literally have nothing in the house to eat.
As I was standing in the kitchen trying to clear my brain enough to plan a few decent meals for the week, the phone rang. My husband. He missed his meeting because the snow was so bad that he got there late. And, “do I want him to come home and help?” YES PLEASE!
So I told him the biggest thing he could do to help was to go to the grocery store for me. He has the 4 wheel drive car with him. It’s snowing. A Lot. I have 3 sick kids to take with me. I offered to let him come home and stay with kids while I shopped. He suggested we all go together. Ummm. Why? So I got my way and he went to the store for me.
But first, I prepared him. “It’s going to be a major trip. You will have to get a lot of stuff because it’s not worth it to me for you to just pick up the essentials because tomorrow I will just have to go again.”
He reluctantly agreed to get my entire list of stuff and therefore is proclaimed today’s hero!
Yet, I think he learned some valuable lessons. That are lessons that I experience every freaking week. Like….
1. You will always forget something (he did)
2. You will not be able to find something and wander the store for longer than necessary, ask an employee (who will not know where it is either), and get really frustrated.
3. That bike tire tubes are kept on the same aisle as the bread. Makes perfect sense right?
4. It will ALWAYS take longer than necessary.
5. You will inevitably buy the wrong brand, quantity, or type of something (like italian diced tomatoes instead of plain, and frozen shrimp with the shells on instead of off)
6. You will not find everything you need at one store, and will most likely visit two.
7. You will start another list the second you get home. (due to #1 and #5 and maybe #6 if you decide not to go to another store)
I swear I’m an organized person, but this happens to me almost every single time. At least he didn’t have 3 kids with him!
I HATE grocery shopping. But, I sure do love my husband. And, tonight for dinner we are having some Chicken Enchilada Soup with a little Italian seasoning because no one was going to the store again to fix that problem in time for dinner.