TO SLEEP PERCHANCE TO SLEEP

I am so tired I can’t even cry much less muster the gumption for a decent post. Here is an anecdote as proof: I was at the grocery store the other day, toiling through the aisles, painstakingly selecting my food items. After about an hour of shopping, I was almost done, but I needed to find where they keep the bags of ice. You see, my sister and her husband were coming for a visit and they demand ice for their rum and cokes and the ice maker in our freezer has been busted for 3 years. Anyway, I left my cart by the frozen vegetables while on my quest. After finding the ice, I retrieved my cart to pick up dinner at the stores salad bar so I would not still have to cook when I got home. While I was selecting the dinner items, I noticed someone rummaging through my cart, taking out items and tossing them willy nilly. I said excuse me that is MY cart and she said excuse me but it is MY cart, LOOK! Sure enough, my bag of ice was mixed in with foreign food items. In my exhausted delirium, I had somehow absconded with someone else’s cart. But where was my cart? I looked everywhere to no avail. This just totally wiped me out, so I dragged my sorry butt up to the cash register, paid for the ice and left for the confines of home where I cuddled up with this to make it all better:

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8 Comments on “TO SLEEP PERCHANCE TO SLEEP”

  1. aimee Says:

    haha! this reminds me of someone else’s story about shopping at QFC… but yours is a little nuttier. what happened to your cart? an hour wasted, you could have been sleeping!!

  2. Kim Says:

    Oh how yucky; you must really have been exhausted!! I do stuff like that all the time. Luckily you had such a snuggly little bundle of cuteness to come home to — oh my GOD is he cute!! (Hope you got some sleep!)

  3. Eleanor Says:

    Oh, you poor baby. What a horrible thing to happen.

  4. madwag Says:

    bloody hell… that sucks. I remember once I was at the check out and my baby got hungry… and I was breastfeeding… I had to feed her while I was paying for my food. I was so tired I didn’t care who saw me… I just wanted to get my kid to stop crying.

  5. Desirée Says:

    Oh dear. But isn’t Finn just c-u-t-e!

  6. sbellem Says:

    What a sweet boy. You are so lucky Cloudygirl!

  7. kathy Says:

    Wow. That’s amazing.

    My brother John, the dad and HS teacher, drinks Rock Stars. I can’t imagine, but it gets the job done.

  8. poopiebitch Says:

    Oh no! I hate grocery shopping, I can’t imagine having to do all that work and then lose it like that. But your little’un makes up for all, no?

    SLEEP!


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