It looks like I will have to take my poor stubbed toe and go to the grocery store today. The horrors. Grocery shopping is not something I do. My husband does it, but he's in Chicago visiting relatives and if I don't want to deal with take-out, I will have to step into a grocery store and wander aimlessly the aisles. I don't know where everything is in the store which, if I possessed that knowledge, would make a distasteful grocery shopping event much more efficient. So that's two strikes.
Lots of people enjoy grocery shopping. I'm not one of them. There is nothing delightful about squeezing a head of lettuce or filling a bag with tomatoes. Some shopping experiences are much more interesting and fun like shopping for shoes at Nordstrom Galleria, for example. But not for toliet paper or cat litter. Not to mention, generally I don't have time during the week for grocery shopping because I am a full-time Sacramento real estate agent with more listings than I can count on both hands and both feet.
At least my toes are recently manicured, even my stubbed toe. I promised to take another lising in West Sacramento tomorrow, and I hope I can wear a pair of shoes to my appointment. You can read more about my manicure and pedicure and what happened when I was at the nail salon in my personal blog today about The Housewives of Homes in West Sacramento.
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