I need somebody to follow me around with a basket to pick up the things I misplace.
Yesterday morning I went to the dentist. Normally I just put my sunglasses on top of my head when I’m indoors, but that really doesn’t work too well under those circumstances. When I got ready to leave I couldn’t find them. I looked in my purse, and the technician looked around to see if I had left them on the counter.
Nada. I stopped at the Dollar Store and bought another pair.
I swung into Aldi’s on the way home. Grabbed two bags from the back seat, but only had one when I got into the store. Just as well, I think, as it kept me from buying too many goodies. I’ve found two ways to control impulse shopping. One is to take only what you think the item will cost; a five dollar bill will prevent you from buying a $30 gallon of milk. You know exactly what I mean! The other is to not get a cart; carry a shopping bag that you think will hold the things you need. That bag of chips will not fit in the bag, so they stay on the shelf.
Anyway, as I was saying before I wandered off, I found the bag later, still on the front seat of the car.
The sunglasses? I hadn’t even worn them! They were on the kitchen shelf. I really, really shouldn’t be allowed out alone.
That $30 gallon of milk is not too far off from the truth. Here it is extremely difficult to purchase toilet paper. My sister said that Amazon had it cheap– 34 rolls for $25. Uh–no.
I haven’t noticed any shortages here, but that’s not much help to you. The only thing I can figure is that you can wipe your nose with toilet paper, but you can’t use Kleenex on your bottom. If I can only afford one, I’ll go with TP.