We don’t get along.
I just want it over with.
It’s a waste.
Spending so much time.
I spend time to go.
I spend time there.
I spend time coming back.
I am not wasting one extra second
Making extra trips to the car.
Oh how I do not adore any shopping trips!
I know what you mean! Especially if there are stairs involved!
I hear that. Fortunately no stairs. Just a step or two to get in and out. But man that would just intensify the determination.
Yes, it makes it quite difficult!
I will count that, please don’t hate me, the next time I have to go to the store. Which might be in ten months. Why? Because my husband does ALL of our shopping now…… as I whisper…..sorry…..
Wow! I wish my husband did all of our shopping. Of course, then we would probably subsist on a diet of potato chip and cheese whiz sandwiches!
Oh Marissa, do you have any idea how long it’s been since I’ve had a cheez whiz sandwich? Now I’ll be craving…..
Baggage is a bitch. 😦
lol i thought it was about baggage too!!
😀 😀 😀
You must be getting ready to go on a trip.
Nope…..just needed some fresh fruit and vegies and a new blender. 🙂
Aha! I know it well, a waste of time indeed. The extra trips annoy me. A lot.
Exactly. I load up and carry things on my head if I have to. 🙂
Would bigger bags be a help or more of a burden? Packing for trips can be so tricky.
IT would help. And it would help if I would remember to take my cloth bags. I always forget them.
🙂 Me and shopping……
Maybe a little wagon?
I should get one!
lol! I’m the same way. Load me up like a pack horse and let me be done with it in one trip. Plus, it feels good to get rid of all that baggage in one shot. 🙂
Yes! I would rather sweat, cuss, and drag it all in with my fingers turning purple than make another trip. It may have something to do with being stubborn. 😉
Oh, just bag it, MDB Colleen. 🙂
Well played MBM! Well played!!! 😀
A wheely cart? 🙂
Now wouldn’t that make sense??? 🙂
I get this completely. Especially when you get home, it’s like a competition to get it all in at once.
YES!! My husband always says, just go in, I’ll come back out. He just doesn’t get it. The other night I went by myself, came back by myself, and was at total peace figuring out how to get the back pack, the box, and the six bags in in one trip. Done. And I won!!!! 🙂
You’re right, Colleen! They don’t get it. It’s a mission they’ll never understand.
Them and their patience.
Just did this yesterday. Had shopping bags lined up both arms, trying to close the trunk of the car and get in the locked front door. It’s always entertaining.
Aren’t there some trips that have you in a full body sweat from the work out of it all????
Ha! Yes that, and wondering how it’s possible that my skin doesn’t rip off from the force when all the bags slide down to my wrists. Ouch!
Oh yeahhhhhhhhh! 🙂
….especially if there’s snow and ice!!
They do complicate the situation, and also add to the determination to make it one trip!
Shopping sucks. My daughter and I both agree. And when we are home with groceries – SHE carries the load. “If I have to take two trips to carry things inside I’ll have to hit myself!” So, Katya fills her arms with the bags and makes a bee-line for the front door. Love the picture, once again, Colleen. I can see a book filled with your animations, linked together telling a story – like the book “ish”! Only it’s a book about you – and life.
I totally get Katya’s feelings!! Thanks for the nice words about the book Stacey. I love the idea. I have started it, then shared the idea of it here through the “WHen I Go” series…..some day!!!
Would you be receptive to doing a commissioned piece for me?
Hahaha! I am so tickled you are asking me! And by “commissioned” you mean, you ask, and we will work on it together. 🙂 Remember….I am not an “artist”. I just doodle. And remember….these doodles are actually VERY small. You would be surprised at how small. 🙂
I would love to give something to the medical team who saved my life at Toronto General Hospital. A sketch would fit the order, I think.
You still have my email, yes?
I’m with you on this one!
I’m glad I’m not the only one!!!
You’re so not!
My dear blog followers; you have NO idea how true this is! Back in the day when Chatter Master and I lived in the same town, we would, on occasion, grocery shop together. Well, sort of…. CM would finish before I made it even halfway through the store, then she’d find me and direct me to “hurry the hell up,” then go to the vehicle and wait, ever so impatiently. Hence the reason it was only occasionally! Good times dear sister! Good times!!!!
Rebuttal: I think hurry “the hell” up is a BIT of an exaggeration. AND, when you say half way through the store, would it be fair to say that whether it was food or clothes or tin cups, you would pick up and inspect each and every single item, look for every single thing on sale, whether you had gone there looking for that item or not…. and shopping was a way of life for you. A way of life. You lived to shop. And you KNEW better than to go with me. Good times indeed. 🙂
You may have a point, albeit a bit of an exaggeration! Never regretted any of it, like I said, good times!
Very good. 🙂 Let’s not forget the laundromat times too!
I am laughing at your arms heavy laden and your bags all over the place. I used to go to the store and had a family so many, many trips back and forth from the car would ensue… Sometimes, it is just nice to be only one, since I just pick and choose, only enough for one trip. Thank goodness, you do have a husband who will help, right? Remember the days when you could get the ‘kids’ to come and help? smiles!
🙂 My kids were pretty good at helping. They always wanted to see what I got. Or be the first in to it. And yes my husband is great at carrying groceries in. I don’t mind bragging, he does 99% of our shopping. He’s about as perfect as one can get!!!! 🙂
your words always speak truth!
Thank you Millie.
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