Just One Of Those Days

I know all of us have those days when we wished we stayed in bed or found a rock to crawl under. Today is one of those days for me.

I went to the grocery store right after dropping the kids off at school. I really wanted to get shopping done and out of the way early today. So, I quickly scribbled some things on a piece of paper to finish off my list and off I went. I already have a problem with writing, so I really did scribble. I couldn't even read what I wrote, but at least I had my list. I usually type it up but I didn't have time this morning to do that. So I'm at the grocery store, and everything seems to be going okay. I actually felt like going through most of the aisles in the store. I had a few items on my list, so I might as well take the time to walk around and see if I need anything else. I get into the aisle where I'm looking for a bottle of hot sauce. I'm not talking about any kind of hot sauce. I need a bottle of cholula. I'm scanning the top shelf and I can't find it. In fact, most of the shelf was empty. I keep looking and finally, I see one small bottle left. There are a few small bottles of other hot sauces all crammed next to each other. So I happily take the last bottle of cholula. I don't have it down from the shelf completely, but I looked away for just one second. That was my mistake. This is the main problem with my disease. Because I can't feel anything, I have to make sure I've actually got something in my hand. If I look away...disaster! There was another bottle of hot sauce that came down with it. And of course, I didn't grab it on time to save it. Hot sauce and glass splattered all over the aisle. Thank goodness it wasn't another cholula bottle! That stuff is like a really good drink. You never want any of it to go to waste! There were about 3 other women in the aisle with me. None of them were standing close enough to get splattered, but they all just gave me this horrible look. I wanted to say, "I have a problem." But clearly they were already thinking that. It's so hard for me to explain my situation to other people. "I promise. I'm not just clumsy! There's a reason!" So, I went looking for someone to help me clean up the mess. I'm sure it looked even more terrible to those ladies, as I quickly grab my cart and head for the next aisle. I sure wasn't going to leave it there with all my stuff in it, bitches!

I did finally find this guy who helped me, after running back and forth between the aisles. I wanted those ladies to see I really was taking care of the mess before they left. I probably looked like a freak! He was kind enough to let me go along with my shopping while he cleaned up my mess. I felt so terrible. He reassured me it was okay. I'm sure that happens a lot in grocery stores. But even so, you feel almost mortified when you do something like that. I know I shouldn't be shopping by myself, but I don't spend as much money this way and I can take my time.

The worst part of this wonderful shopping experience today was I kept dropping things. Nothing else broke, but there were some damaged boxes and cans, maybe a few pieces of damaged fruit. I wanted to just run out of the store, but I really don't have time this week for another shopping trip. I was trying to just hurry and get the hell out of there, so there would be no other embarrassing moments. But I completely forgot about my shopping list and just started grabbing things. I had to keep doubling back between the aisles because I forgot most of the items I really needed to get. And every other aisle I was in, I kept crossing paths with the nice young man who cleaned up after me while I continued on my way. I couldn't avoid him. I felt like such a dip-shit. I kept pretending I was really contemplating whether I should buy an item, trying to avoid eye contact. I could only apologize so much. He was nice enough to say, "It's part of my job. And most people don't tell anyone. They just leave." So that made me feel better. Needless to say, I spent more money and was in there store way longer than I wanted to. So much for my plans today! When I got home I realized I forgot some things, so I will have to make another trip this week. Damn! I could have run out of there!!

I really don't feel like doing anything else. I might burn the house down if I do. So, I will just sit here and eat a piece of pie for lunch and maybe have a glass of wine. It's five o'clock somewhere and I'm sure the key lime pie is part of the milk group, right? It has a graham cracker crust too, so that's part of the grain group, right? I'm not blowing my diet completely!