Aisles, Grocery

…they need a fast lane and a slow lane.

I generally enjoy grocery shopping…when I’m not in a hurry.  If I am in a hurry, it seems like the aisles are never wide enough, nor are the cashiers quick enough.  I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not the least bit patient.

*I generally enjoy it when it’s not taking place at Walmart.  (Don’t get me started on the torture of Walmart shopping.)

It seems like there is always that spaced-out shopper who is completely oblivious to other shoppers trying to maneuver around them.  They will stare at jars of spaghetti sauce like they’re going to be quizzed on the varieties later, while blocking the aisle and making that confused, squinting face.  If you need to read the descriptions of each and every one, go for it.  However, please don’t block the entire aisle while you’re in deep, deep debate over Prego or Classico.

Then, there’s the cart full of whining and/or screaming children with the whining and/or screaming parent(s) blocking the aisle.  The cart may be stopped for disciplining (i.e. a mom hitting kid #1 because kid #1 was hitting kid #2), or the above situation.  Or a combination of the two.

Another issue in the grocery aisle: the cardboard displays that prevent [polite] passing.  Of course there have been times when I turn into Angry Shopper and just push my way through…resulting in “accidentally” nudging the display or another person’s cart.  Other times, a whole line of shopping carts forms because the people behind the display can’t pass around it due to a steady flow of shoppers on the other side of the aisle who refuse to break their own shopping flow.

Lose/lose situations, people.

Perhaps I’m just extremely impatient, though.

A Beginning

Inspiration.  A determined whim.  An outlet.

Amy Krouse Rosenthal first came up with the simple idea of alphabetizing episodes in her life into one unique book, Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life, but she and I come from different faces and places…are at different places in life…see life through different lenses.

While I feel that blogging opens up an incredible opportunity for a variety of discourse, I aim to keep my food blog food-focused (or at least food-adjacent), and decided that I need a space to do exactly as this blog’s title states:  chronicle my commonplace life.  My joys.  My annoyances.  Things that intrigue me.  Things that challenge me.  Humor in everyday life.  Fond memories I look back upon.

As a teacher, I’m constantly reminded of how important it is for people to write expressively.  I’ve also realized that I do very little of it on my personal time.  It’s time to change that.

I hope you join me on this introspective writing adventure.