I really just want to go to the location that I know has the items that I need at the price I expect. So I call my mom and I have her look up the phone number, while I wait with my kids in the car (the baby starting to fuss). My mom threeway calls the grocery store (she is curious too) and I am told that they are closed because they had a fire and have not been cleared to reopen. As frustrated as I am that I drove all the way across town to that particular location and then even further out of my way to this location, I accept the fact that I have to go to yet another location to get my weekly groceries and ten percent discount. I head towards another location, which is in fact a tiny bit closer to our house. As I am driving I am thinking to g myself why I did not go to the closer location in the first place. Of course the answer is I that I did not know that the other one would be closed due to a fire. When we arrive at the third location of the same grocery store chain, I pull out my double stroller, get both kids situated, and make sure that I have my list, wallet, and reusable grocery sacks. We head in and I start looking for the grocery items that we need which are mostly produce items. After weighing each item to calculate in my head how much I am spending, the items one by one go into the stroller basket. As with almost every grocery shopping trip, halfway through my son informs me that he has to go to the bathroom. I locate the restrooms and try to maneuver my rather large double stroller into the bathroom so that I can help my son use the toilet.
(To be continued…)