Trials and tribulations of grocery shopping

When I shop for food, I am all about efficiency at the beginning of the trip.

  • I have a list (or a picture of the list in my phone)
  • I know which store(s) to go to on that day
  • I know approximately how much it’s going to cost
  • I have my points card and know ahead of time if I will be able to redeem $10-$20 at checkout

I know what time is optimal, too. I.e. mornings, before lunch, on a Wed-Fri is best. The delivery trucks arrive on Tuesdays usually so no point going then.

Mondays is a write-off, nothing left from the weekend shoppers.

Wednesday though is hit and miss…is there enough staff to unpack and stock the food from Tuesday’s delivery?

Anyway, I went today because I had no dogs to walk this Friday. I had time and didn’t have to rush.

I planned on going after my third coffee, after waiting an appropriate amount of time to allow for said coffee to exit my body again. (tmi…lol)

Seriously, the bathrooms in the grocery stores are ick… πŸ˜›

ANYWAY.

Here’s where it gets interesting. When I get home, I drop all the bags in the kitchen or vicinity (our main floor is open concept). If it’s a hot day I put away the dairy and frozen stuff immediately. On a cool day, I procrastinate with that. πŸ™„

The rest of the bags?

I ignore them. πŸ˜‚

I am very good at ignoring them. I come up with a million more interesting things to do than to upack and deal with groceries.

I make coffee.

I check my phone for messages.

I head to the laptop to turn on spotify or read something or type something or goof around.

I wander back into the kitchen to retrieve the coffee and may, possibly, unpack one bag. Perhaps even put some stuff in the correct place (if the cupboard is easily reached and doesn’t require effort to rearrange stuff).

Then I ignore the bags some more.

Some days, the bags with the non-perishables stay in my kitchen on the floor for the bulk of the day. Because…

Ugh.

BLAH

(lol)

Don’t even ask what happens after a Costco trip.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go unpack another of the six bags I left in the kitchen. My aim is to reduce by half by the time the kids get home. πŸ™ƒ

20 thoughts on “Trials and tribulations of grocery shopping

  1. I love the way you have written this and it reads so well. Yes planning for me is important as where we live the commute can be the killer both in time and petrol but mostly time. Nice article!

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  2. Yes, grocery store bathrooms are ICK! If I do the shopping, I feel the same way, I’m bored with spending time with the items by the time I get home. If Mr. does the shopping, I’m all kid like and can’t wait to help so I can see what he bought. Maybe you should send your hubby to shop… ;-)!

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  3. Yes πŸ˜‚ But what I do now (I have 4 kids left at home) is leave to shop about 11am. My first stop is a drive thru to get lunch & eat it at the park while reading or ppl watching. This takes about an hour. About 12, I head to the first store of 2, sometimes 3. I know how long it takes me to get it all done, so I’ll be home just in time for the kids to unload & get it in the house. Then help put it away. If school isn’t in session, that’s a bonus. I’ll take 1 or 2 with me & they can help shop lol

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      1. I get that. It can definitely feel like just another chore on the list. I think I might be a lil weird with it. I love to hunt. Deer, rabbits, squirrels, mushrooms, any wild herb, & an awesome bargain lol

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