I don't know why I do it. Every time we have family coming over for a special occasion, in this case it is Easter, I go crazy with all the preparations. It's not like the Queen is coming over, or Mick Jagger or someone like that, it's only family.
Honestly, I stress myself out way too much, and even though I start planning things ahead of time so that I won't be running around like a mad woman, I still manage to be crazed! Why is that?
Is it because I work full time and consequently that doesn't leave much time for preparation? Is it because I plan too far ahead? Is it because I think that planning too far ahead is being way too organised, so I try and be a bit more relaxed about timing and lo and behold before I know it, it's a day before the event!
Easter is somewhat 'different' I guess. Not that I'm making excuses, but having the Friday off with no shops open makes everyone think that there's a famine and so the shops are just packed to the rafters the next day.
Today, I planned on being dropped off at the shops so that I can buy the groceries and a few 'necessary' items and then be picked up. Easy. That was my plan not to spend an hour going around the carparks looking for a place to park.
Well, it turned into a right royal saga, as the traffic heading to the local shops was banked right back and even entering the car park required strategic planning. I wasn't waiting around. A quick bye to my loved ones and I was off.
Was every man and his dog here today? OMG! I couldn't walk in a straight line without having someone nearly bump me off.
Let me tell you, the supermarket was so crazy! Parking my trolley to the side of the entrance near the fruit and vegetables, I went to get my trusty list out. Oh no!!! My list was missing! Lucky I'm a list person and the other day, when I was stuck in traffic I started another list in my notebook (same list, just different days. Yes, I did say I was a list person). Thank goodness I had a spare list. Phew.
First thing I noticed was lettuce. From where I stood, I had a clear view of where the lettuce should be. Oh no! There was no lettuce! I push my trolley like a woman possessed to the empty shelves and like I'm searching for the missing treasure of a million dollars, look at each empty shelf for lettuce. Someone must have been looking after me, because I discovered to my excitement, two packets of mixed lettuce leaves with a decent amount of time on the use by date. Again, phew.
This was not going to be an easy journey. Each aisle was jammed with trolleys and people. It was a case of nearly bumping into someone at every turn, stopping, reversing, apologising, commenting on what a crazy day it was and moving on. Then doing the same thing in each aisle. Well, I think I had more conversations with people I don't know than I have in my whole life.
The checkout was another fiasco. My trolley was over loaded. I had to hold the items on top so that they wouldn't fall out. Standing in line gave me a chance to see everyone else's shopping haul. The lady's in front of me could have been a carbon copy of my trolley. In fact even her clothes and handbag were like mine. Weird. The lady behind me had two trolleys! Another conversation there. Of course we chatted about there being one day of no shops open and everyone thinks that there is a famine.
Just as I had put the last item on to the conveyor belt, my memory kicked in and I had to run and get the toilet paper. That's it. I have officially over loaded my trolley. When I was picked up by my family, my sons actually had open mouths when they saw their Mum trying to steer a very overloaded and heavy trolley with one hand and 20 rolls of toilet paper under the other arm.
Oh, did I mention that when my husband double parked the car to come and help put the groceries in the back, he said, 'are you going to help or just watch?'
Well! Hmff. I got straight into that car and waited for the bags to be loaded in the back. After that traumatic experience, nothing could deny me my comfort in the car.
Next time, I'm shopping early.
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