I had no idea we had a shared case of social-shopping-anxiety. When we lived in Folsom, I would have to force myself out of the house to go anywhere. And when I got there, I would sometimes spend more time outside the store, sitting in my car, debating whether or not I needed to go in, than I did inside the store. In fact: I'd often spend 20+ minutes doing this and then end up driving home without going in at all...
Jason does all the grocery shopping now. And if I need something, I sometimes just doordash... Yikes.
"how devotion to a particular skill or set of skills will release me from the mundanity and hyperbole of an emotional existence." is a great line, btw.
Text me - I'll run into the store for you anytime.
I need decaf without methylene chloride pls. ;)
I had no idea we had a shared case of social-shopping-anxiety. When we lived in Folsom, I would have to force myself out of the house to go anywhere. And when I got there, I would sometimes spend more time outside the store, sitting in my car, debating whether or not I needed to go in, than I did inside the store. In fact: I'd often spend 20+ minutes doing this and then end up driving home without going in at all...
Jason does all the grocery shopping now. And if I need something, I sometimes just doordash... Yikes.
"how devotion to a particular skill or set of skills will release me from the mundanity and hyperbole of an emotional existence." is a great line, btw.
Linked in so many ways.
I find farmers markets especially overwhelming— all this beautiful stuff that I have no idea what to do with.
And you have to chat with the vendors