So the other day I was planning my weekly trip to the grocery store.  It’s usually a family affair when it’s time for groceries- and we all go together.  I used to do the shopping by myself but since George started working from home he has always wanted to go too.  I think it’s an excuse to get out of the house.

Anyhoo, I asked George when he wanted to go.  It was around 11am when I asked him and none of us were dressed yet.  So he said, “We can go now.”  I explained that by the time we got ready and left it would be getting too close to lunch time and Peanut would get grouchy.  So he was quiet for a few minutes and then said, “How about this.  After Peanut’s nap we’ll go to Linen’s and Things (they are going out of business) then we’ll head to the mall and eat dinner there.  After that we can go to the grocery store.”  I agreed.  And then I spent the rest of the day looking forward to going.  Because my life is clearly filled with excitement.

The trouble started when we couldn’t find Linens and Things.  George thought he knew where it was (we have never been there) and it wasn’t where he thought it was.  I though I knew where it could be- but he wouldn’t check there (even though we were about 1 minute away from the plaza I thought it was in).  Then George got tired of my side seat driving and stopped the car and we switched.  I drove to where I thought it was- and it was there.  We wasted a half hour driving around because George refused to check where I thought it was.  And still- he says it used to be where he thought it was.  Apparently when they decided to go out of business they moved to a new building.  Clearly that makes all sorts of sense.

So then.

After we left Linens and Things (we didn’t buy anything) we headed to the mall.  And we got stuck in rush hour traffic.  Lovely.  The entire time we were stuck George yelled at me about how this was the reason we shouldn’t head out at this time of evening.  And it was my fault.  Because apparently he told me we should never be out in traffic at that time.  He was mad and said we were just going home.  But, we had promised Peanut and ride on the carousel at the mall- and since he didn’t want to make her sad we went to the mall.  From there on out we had a great time.  But, still- I am sick and tired of getting yelled at all of the time about every little thing- whether it is my fault or not, George will turn it into being my fault.

Dear Tide,

You and I have been together for a long time.  Years.  Years and years.  In fact, as long as I can remember you have been the only one for me.  I’ve been very faithful.

Then it happened.  The other day I saw you at Target and you had been marked up to $14.99.  I thought for sure that price must have been for some special kind of Tide.  Surely, not the regular Tide that I have never paid more than $10 for.  I looked all over but apparently your new price is $14.99.  And that is too much.  I whined and cried that I have never been with another detergent and I didn’t want to use a different one.  But, then I saw Cheer for $9 and I had to try it.  I’m not happy about it but with the amount of laundry I have to do, I have to go with what I can afford.

So, I’m sorry that it is over between us.  It was great while it lasted.