Probably like most of us, I do the food shopping every week. I never take a list as I am a nightmare with lists, as my Mum found out when I went with her and I had her shopping list. We were walking from one side of the shop to the other. I know what I need and very rarely forget anything.
The weekly food shop
Every week off I go armed with my shopping bags. I drive to the supermarket and steer my way around the various aisles. Dodging people who just stop in the middle of the aisles, or who block you looking for things. Those who barge past you and never say thank you, as I carry on muttering under my breathe.
I often think just once it would be nice to have someone else do my shopping for me. Ie my husband but then I remember why I stopped taking him shopping.
Taking the husband with me
Last time he came shopping for food with me, he was like a kid in a sweet shop. We had to go down every aisle and the trolley was being filled with all these things I never buy, or he hadn’t seen before, or hadn’t had for ages. I kept quiet and we got to the checkout and as I was finishing up bagging up the items I left him to pay. When he had got up from falling from the ground in shock at how expensive it was. I smiled that smug little smile, and said now you know why I don’t fill he trolley with all this rubbish, that you just have to have and I never buy.
This now brings me on to last Friday evening. He had been out to meet a mate, comes home and gives me £25 he had in his pockets. I said I didn’t need it and leave it on the side. He said but you are going shopping tomorrow. Now I have no idea what planet he lives on, and he obviously never listens to me. But asked him since when has our weekly shop ever come to £25. I can spend £30 popping into the shop for some milk.
Then at the weekend, he announced that amazon are doing a pantry box and I had a look through it all with him, he announced later he had placed an order, it contained pot noodles, beer and a packet of haribos, need I say more.
Please tell me I am not alone in this, and that you haven’t got a husband who will do the food shop and come home with what you need rather than loads of other stuff you don’t need.