Monday, June 09, 2008

Busting Out at Trader Joe's

I escaped Chez M tonight after the micro dude was asleep and while SwingDaddy was jousting with the little dude's bedtime procrastination techniques. It's amazing how 22 minutes of time alone – just driving to the grocery store, throwing a few items in the basket, stepping through checkout, and coming home – made me feel in better balance. I think a big part of it was being able to make decisions quickly and without debate.

I thought, "I want some broccoli," and put broccoli in my shopping bag. The broccoli didn't say, "But I don’t waaaaaaant to!"

I tossed some packages of cheese puffs in the bag, and they didn't say, "Noooo! Laaaaater. Not noooooow!"

I selected some pineapple, and it didn't barf on me and require a full change of clothing for everyone in the room.

All in all, an excellent use of my free minutes today.

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A question for you: What feedreader do you use, and can you see my blog updates? Since I started forwarding to my new url, I think some folks can't see the updates, so I need to investigate!

9 comments:

Occidental Girl said...

I remember this! I still feel this way a little, and my daughter is seven.

I loved the part about "requiring a full change of clothing for everyone in the room". Oh, the memories!

tali said...

Hi Lady M! I use bloglines and your new posts still come through fine.

appleseed said...

Man! I totally love going grocery shopping by myself!

I wish i could make it last as long as it does when I have "help".

Mom time is big in our house!It's when i get crafty!

K goose blog said...

Very cute... the negotiating skills are endless at this age... glad you got some quiet time even if it wasn't the quality quiet time you need... I remember thinking brushing my teeth was a me activity and even constituted quiet time early in k's life...

K goose blog said...

Very cute... the negotiating skills are endless at this age... glad you got some quiet time even if it wasn't the quality quiet time you need... I remember thinking brushing my teeth was a me activity and even constituted quiet time early in k's life...

ewe are here said...

I love to go to the grocery store BY MYSELF at night. Almost like a holiday, really. ;-)



I use Google reader... you appear to have it set to the first five or so lines of your post.

kittenpie said...

Oh yes - my sanity when Pumpkinpie was small was the half hour each day that I sat in the coffee shop and read and drank coffee while she napped. I plan to follow that course again!

Meanwhile - I read with bloglines and I am seeing you just fine.

Mayberry said...

You have to watch out for broccoli. Very sassy.

Rose said...

But did the chocolate covered pretzels have a blowout and need to be taken care of before you got home?

Great post. I love those late night escapes. My husband and I fight for the right to go grocery shopping. Dude... who knew that would be the case one day.