The almighty mundane

I tried my first big grocery store outing today, wondering how it would go. Shopping is a mundane necessity that I haven't engaged in much lately.

It go-ed. That's about the best I can say for it.

I chose a smaller big grocery store because I didn't think I could handle the huge parking lots and warehouse size of the bigger stores.

I was right.

I avoided anything that required a person to serve me because my experience is that they are very time consuming in every way.  Even then, going through the self checkout I had to wait for the woman to realize she had to push the button because the toilet paper didn't fit in their bag.  She was preoccupied in some way I have yet to figure out.

I pretty much just hit the perimeter of the store, bread, cheese, yogurt, a few frozen things and I was limping badly and worn out by the time I was back in the foyer.  I had been lucky enough to park as close as possible without a handicap sticker, but that meant there was no return cart stall nearby, so I carried all my groceries out tucked under or hung upon on my long arms.

It all seemed to take forever and I was afraid my frozen things might thaw out in this hot weather so I hurried home.  I didn't get it all brought in.  For the sake of getting the frozen stuff in quicker I left that unwieldy package of extra tough, mega toilet paper in the car.

I would say it was a successful trip, but a much bigger deal than I even dared to dream it might be.