for the month of july, we only had one car.
i loved it. we used less gas and lived a simpler life.
dane would take it to work because he leaves at 5:30am and caleb told me he just couldn’t do 5:30 in the morning anymore. he said his newborn days were over and he was a growing boy who needed his sleep and could i please pass him his buddy bear.
i, naturally, told dane how devastated i was, but it was in caleb’s best interest if we just stayed home all day without a car.
and sleep in until 7.
anywho, we had a pretty good routine down that month of when i would run errands, etc.
groceries were on sunday afternoons. after church. and after cutting coupons in the sunday paper.
no matter how cranky the kids were in the nursery at church (rightly named ‘the zoo’) or how well caleb napped that afternoon i was guaranteed at least 1 hour of uninterrupted freedom in the aisles of my kroger. i mean, someone’s gotta get the food, right?
i loved this routine. i could compare prices. i could look at ingredients. i could change up my menu for the week if i wanted without a toddler grabbing and eating my entire shopping list. dane would greet me at home by grabbing bags of groceries and help me put things away.
it was bliss.
then we went back to two cars and grocery shopping got moved back to mondays.
monday grocery shopping includes caleb and requires no less than 3 sets of hands.
monday grocery shopping has been known to stress me out.
but, three days ago monday grocery shopping went so well i thought i would never miss sunday grocery shopping ever again.
that is, until i drove away leaving my purse in someone else’s buggy.
when the front desk clerk handed me my purse (after i re-parked, unbuckled caleb, and sprinted back into the store) i said, “at least i got the baby this time” trying to use humor to cover up my own humiliation.
he just stared and as i turned to head out the door i’m pretty sure i saw him pick up the phone and call CPS.