SIDEBAR: I know that there are strong feelings about both Whole Foods and Walmart. I actually hate myself when I shop at Whole Foods. I'm a total cliche: diesel wagon, NPR listener, voted for Obama, etc. Everyone is just a little too pleased with themselves there. But the fruits and veggies just taste better. On the other hand, I hate myself when I shop at Walmart. But in order to afford the fruits and veggies from Whole Foods, I have to save money on the toilet paper and toothpaste. I shop at Target, too, but it wasn't on my route and I didn't want to waste the gas. Do I sound shamed enough here? I will not be judged (except by me and nobody does it better than me) so there.Sooooo getting back to my day,
I picked up coffee and the great new K-cup coffee store in town, which happens to be next door to the knitting shop, so I had to swing in there before heading back out to pick up my son who stayed late at school for lacrosse. I had some time to kill, so I popped into TJ Maxx (cheaper than Nordstroms so its ok). By 5pm, I pulled back into the driveway.
It was, by all accounts, a pretty typical, not particulary sexy, day in the suburbs. And when my husband comes home and asks me what I did today, I'll most likely answer: "Not much." Except that all day I heard story after story about Japan. And as I bitched and moaned while schlepping my bags into the house, I stopped to be grateful for:
- Having a car to gas up
- Buying food to eat
- A family to care for
- Health insurance, health insurance, health insurance
- People to share my regular, not sexy, but good life
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