Turns out, Myself is not that great of company.
First I decided to take Myself to Jamba Juice. Myself ordered her old stand by flavor, Caribbean Passion, and a Sourdough Asiogo Cheese pretzel. Myself had a feeling that she wouldn't like the pretzel but ordered it anyway. Turns out, she was right. Myself ate the pretzel anyhow but mumbled and grumbled, "I should have gotten the apple cinnamon one instead," the whole drive to Idaho Falls.
It would have been nice to drown out Myself's pretzel pity party with some good tunes, but apparently Myself lives in a home that is pretty rowdy and noisy so she opted to just listen to the peace and quiet the whole drive. You'd think that would be boring, but it seems that Myself reveled in the silence.
For the big date, I took Myself grocery shopping to Winco. Myself's husband had offered to take her with all the kids in tow that afternoon, but Myself wasn't sure she had the patience for that. Even though late night anything, is not Myself's favorite, she opted for it this time.
I wonder if it used to be fun to grocery shop with Myself? It sure wasn't this time. Myself couldn't believe how expensive things have gotten recently and got herself all worked up over the gigantic amount of money she would be spending. Myself was quite proud of herself when she was done though. She planned and shopped for 6-8 weeks worth of meals and spent $308! Of course, Myself has to do weekly shopping for fresh food but she felt accomplished. Myself is kinda weird like that. She loves to meal plan. CRAZY girl!
Myself also has this bad habit of fretting about her children's health every time she grocery shops. She worries that the meals she is feeding her children are healthy and well balanced and that she is teaching her kids healthy eating habits to last them a life time. Myself couldn't even buy hotdogs this time. That is a major change! Hot dogs used to be the old stand by at Myself's house. She told me that recently she read an article about hotdogs being linked to cancer. That kinda freaked her out. Though, Myself understands that most things these days are linked to cancer what with all the preservatives that go into our food. Whole food is the way to go but can be hard to do all the time. Maybe after time, Myself will be able to buy hotdogs again. (I kinda hope not. They really are disgusting if you think about it.) I told her to quit fretting and just buy some chocolate already!
By the time Myself had reached the checkout line and realized she still had to unload, then bag and reload all the groceries, not to mention put them all away at home...she felt very tired! She was missing her husband and the local Albertsons does all that work for you (minus the unloading at home that is.)
Myself and I finally made it out of the store two hours later. As were walking to the van, quite sluggishly, feeling that the evening couldn't possibly get much worse, it did. Turns out, Myself's zipper was gaping wide open. Must have been the whole night. Can you believe her? She is so embarrassing.
See if I ever take Myself anywhere again.