Not long ago I trekked to my favorite grocery store, this time without a curler in my hair. (That’s another story.) I had put it off for a while, because I don’t really like the task. I do like to eat, however, and my family seems determined to have food on a regular basis, so it’s unavoidable.
I went the first thing in the morning, so I could avoid crowds, get the groceries put away and get to work on time.
Because I had put off going shopping, my list was long. You know those odd items you run out of, the condiments, spices, a certain kind of bottled pepper for that one recipe? This list was full of stuff like that. Up one aisle and down the next I went, slowly filling the cart with my procrastinated needs. I stuck to the list too, none of those…
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