I just got home from the grocery and am once again appalled at how two little bags (you know, those cool recycle bags that I -- and everyone who gives a whit about the planet -- now use) of stuff can end up costing a million-trillion dollars. Okay, this may be one of those times I am exaggerating a bit -- but only a bit, mind you!
While I did buy a few "healthier" food items than over the holidays since it is now the new year and the requisite time to at least pretend to try and eat better, I still don't understand why everything has to cost SO darn much! I downright dislike spending my hard-earned money on things like lettuce, toilet paper, fat-free milk, Lean Cuisine meals, and laundry detergent when I have so many other critical needs -- you know, Dibs, DVDs of Big Bang Theory and other shows I love, Caramel Bugles (If you haven't tried these yet...put on your shoes and go to the store right these very second....trust me on this one!), new socks (preferably fuzzy soft socks with monkeys on them), and even more of those cute usable bags for my next shopping trip to ensure our planet will survive. Don't you see my struggle here?
Not only does the price of everything at the store downright frighten me, but there are times I swear I am channeling my mother. I have found myself standing in the grocery aisle looking at something thinking (sometimes even quietly talking to myself -- another indication of the maternal spirit temporarily overtaking me) "That costs $4.59 now?! I can remember when it was only 25 cents! Sheesh!"
When the self-talking-out-loud part happens, it never fails that there is some cute boy in earshot. I'd love to dream that it is my irresistible beauty that draws his gaze, but when I see the "what the ?%#*" look he is giving me, I realize my dreaming is just that.
My occasional self-talking-out-loud is only one of many reasons I have taken to wearing my blue-tooth headset even when I'm not on a phone call. This magical little device gives me an automatic "save" as I can just wink and point at the headset, like my Bestie is at that very moment on the other end agreeing with me about the insanity of today's store prices. It's important to note that there are a good many times that she -- or my mother, which only intensifies the channeling experience -- is indeed on the line sympathizing with my misery over the high prices the Universe is imposing upon us all.
Sooooooo...next time you see me in the store and I appear to be talking to myself, help me out and tell that cute boy that I must be on the line with my Bestie! Are you with me?
In the meantime, I'll keep sighing at the cost of everything I need, and buy a few more lottery tickets. You can't win if you don't play, you know?!
Until next time...
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