A Magical Place With Aisles and Aisles of Food

I realized tonight as I stopped off at the grocery store on my way home that it’s been an astonishingly long time since I actually went to the grocery store for more than about five items.

Since my foot surgery, I’ve gotten highly addicted to getting my groceries delivered. It’s so much easier than going grocery shopping that I hadn’t been in quite some time, despite the fact that I think it works out to be slightly more expensive.

As I got out of work at a reasonable hour tonight and have been running low on many foodstuffs, I decided to actually go to the grocery store.

About five minutes after I walked in, I heard the voice of George Oscar Bluth in my head, saying, “I’ve made a huge mistake.”

There was…so much food! And it was all on sale! I had to buy it now or I’d lose out on my chance to save $1.65 on a box of couscous!

The other problem was that I’ve gone into severe stock-up mode for the long winter of unemployment that’s about to descend on me, and there were several items there that helped me in my goal of trying to keep my average meal cost hovering around $3.

I now have enough cheese to clog the arteries of even the most fastidious jogger, enough cans of Chunky soup to make a three-story pyramid, and bunches and bunches of Honey Bunches of Oats. Oh, and several boxes of couscous.

Luckily, I think I now have enough food to get me through about mid-January, except perhaps having to pick up the odd gallon of milk from time to time. Although I suspect I’m going to be awfully sick of Chunky soup by that point.

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