These kids have a thing about eating. They like to do it.
I find the whole thing overwhelming. Not the act of eating, but all the steps leading up to it.
Shopping SUCKS.
The store is soooo big.
You have to inspect all the fruits and vegetables. You have to decide if you'll spring for the organic stuff or risk some slow, glowing insides death by pesticides. You have to search the aisles for all the things they've moved since the last time you were there (they love to do that - villains!) You have to go back to the other side of the store for the things you didn't notice on the list that were over there. If you suffer from OCD you have to inspect packages to make sure they haven't been tampered with, and then try to placate yourself by thinking, I haven't heard any reports of tampered products killing people for years. You have to wait on a line for a clerk, or self check-out the mound of stuff yourself. (That's always fun. Once I hit the "Spanish" button by accident, which wasn't so bad until I got to the produce.) You have to go to different stores to get certain things.
OMG. All this trouble just to eat. Is it really worth it?
My son's list was compiled with the seriousness of The Ten Commandments.
And really, I want him to be happy. He deserves it. He works hard in school, and is doing so well. He just got his second on-sight college acceptance yesterday, with another merit scholarship. He needs to have brain fuel. But why do I have to drag my butt around buying everything?
I could send him shopping. But it seems mean. He really is a great son, and he doesn't ask for all that much. It seems to be important to have these food items - and for me to cook them - and he's satisfied. Considering the problems some people have with their kids, I can't complain. But still I am overwhelmed.
I bought so much, and still I have have to get dinner for Thursday and beyond.
I don't know how people do it. And then there's the holidays - made even more evident by the depressing music playing in the store, making me oh, so sad. Not music to shop by.
I am grieving for my aunt, and I'm sure that is making everything more harder for me. Normally I joke about all this more.
Yes, some laughter is in order.
Which is the payoff of course - laughing with the kids as we're plopped down at the dinner table.
I just wish someone else did all the prep work.
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| Here we are outside Pancho's restaurant on Michael's birthday - it's nice to be served sometimes! |
