So I went to the grocery store this morning, as is my wont, because we needed stuff for dinner, and…I guess I don’t have to explain why I went to the grocery store, do I?
But I felt all clever as I made my purposeful way down the aisles (I dislike grocery shopping, so tend to push my cart in front of me like a weapon in a desperate attempt to get in and get out quickly). We’ve probably got enough toothpaste left for the rest of the week, but I thought, “I’m going to be on top of things today!” and bought more. I remembered to get myself more razor blades. I got more diapers even though we have about half a package left. I bought more juice mix for the girls. All in an attempt to be a Homemaker, someone who knows instinctually what’s happening in every little corner of her domain and is On Top Of It.
So, after grabbing some actual food, I headed to the self-service checkout aisle and rang myself up, scanned my bonus card, reached for my ATM card…
I cleared out my pockets before I left the house and somehow the card came with the receipts. So I had to call the woman who supervises the self-service checkouts and explain it (of course, she’s not the woman I usually see in the morning). She was very nice about it but still. My favorite part was when she clucked and worried that my frozen foods might go bad in the ten minutes it would take me to get home, grab the card, and head back. Um…they’re french fries. I’m not worried.
But this is what happens when I try to be efficient. The world hits me with the dumb stick.
What else happened this weekend? Started a new book, excited about it. Did a few little edits on Demon Inside, which is now ready for those of you who volunteered to beta, so email me and let me know you’re ready too. It’s not perfect yet, but it’s ready for critical “does this make sense without having read the first book” eyes. Read “Heart-Shaped Box” by Joe Hill. Very, very good, but he does seem to suffer a little from his father’s “short sharp ending” syndrome. I still recommend it, though. Some scenes were extremely creepy.
And I guess that’s it. I need to start writing down my blog topic ideas again. My mind is like a seive these days.