With much reluctance I drove to the grocery store.
It had been a long day. Kids had been crazy. I was in no mood to be running errands. And yet I was glad to be doing them alone. I had left as soon as Ryan got home from work so I could pick up some things for dinner and milk for the next morning.
Did I mention that I hit every. single. red. light. on my way there? (Okey, there are only three lights between my house and the mall, but still.) *sigh*
I had exactly 50 minutes before I needed to be home. 50 minutes before I needed to get back and feed Judah and put him to bed before meltown happened.
The race against time was ON.
Imagine my delight when I pulled into the parking lot only to find there were very few cars! Now triple that delight as you picture me pulling into a front row spot!!
Feeling rather pleased with my luck (I really needed to catch a break that day!) I went up the people mover and landed in front of Woolworths…
Only to find their doors closing.
CLOSING THEIR DOORS AT 5:30PM.
Trying not to fly into a fit of rage I decided there was only one rational thing I could do: go and grovel on my knees and beg and plead for them to let me in.
Ok, i didn’t actually beg or grovel (and I managed to stay upright) but I did go and plead for them to let me in for “just one thing”.
Afterall, I really needed millk for my babies, er, my toddler.
I raced through the store and got the milk I needed.
Driving home I wondered if they had changed their hours and marvelled (angrily) at how in teh world a shop could close that early. How do normal people do their shopping if they have to go before 5:30pm?? (Or sane people that don’t want to take all of tehir children with them?)
It wasn’t until the next that that I realized it had been New Years Day adn that’s why they closed early.
That, my friends, is one of the downsides of my line of work – we don’t really take/have public holidays. (But for the record there are many, many upsides!) To me it had been a regular day – just another Monday where I was rushing to get stuff done in the few minutes I could squeak out.
And now we’re on Thursday and I still haven’t made it to the grocery store. Who knows what my family’s been eating since then, but we did have milk.
I’m out of milk again.
Q for you: Do you feel like you’ve hit the jackpot when you find a good parking space?
p.s. I created a Click Clink Five fan page on facebook if you’d like to follow (“like”) and have posts come up in your facebook feed. So far I haven’t been able to figure out how to put the cool “thumbs up” button in this blog yet… But here’s a link (the old fashioned kind) anyway: Click Clink Five on facebook. (You’d think I’d be more cluey with this stuff by now… but my attempt didn’t work and I don’t have time to mess with it!)
p.s.s. I came back and added the p.s. later. It totally doesn’t count in my five minutes. So there.