I had to.
we had no more milk.
grabbed my purse. grabbed the keys. grabbed my (long) list. got in my car and cruised down the road at 25 mph for Albies.
I decided that I wasn't going to take long. I decided I was on a mission and I meant business. once I was finished selecting my many items (filling my cart in the process..... we're talking full) I hurried to an empty line, digging in my purse on my way. before I reached the line I realized I didn't have my wallet. crap. I dug some more and found the checkbook. something still felt funny about just having a checkbook so I decided I should ask if they would accept checks w/o an id.
"have you written a check here recently?"
"the machine will need your id then."
"could I give my social security number?"
I looked at the clerk. then I looked back at my freaking FULL cart (which in fact, included toilet paper). crap.
I whimpered a giggle. managed a smile. rolled my cart past the empty checkout line. and wiped a little bit of sweat off my forehead. my mind raced. I was sooooo not about to start putting back all the stuff in my cart. and further more, I was NOT about to leave the store w/o the things on my list. I grabbed my cute orange phone and called Jason.
no answer. what? I had talked to him minutes before. I knew he was home. I knew he had his phone.
I called again.
and again and again and again!
now I was upset.
what should I do???? I did the first thing I could think of.
I called my nice neighbor (& graphic design) friend.
and miraculously she answered.
"Sydney?! are you home?"
"no, I'm at Walmart. do you need something?"
I told her my predicament. she called her husband. her husband knocked on our door. Jason was informed to call me or die.
my phone rang. it was Jason. he ran (or drove very quickly) to Albies.
I was saved. (and we got to take home all the things I packed into that cart)
after we got home I started to unload the car and load up the cupboards and fridge.
I noticed I forgot eggs.
I noticed I forgot granola bars.
I started a new list.