Shopping

November 5, 2012

in Home, Miscellaneous, Personal

 

fish on the kitchen cabinet

Being a good housekeeper was once a good thing to be. Something you might take a pride in. Or fail at. But we’ve grown out of all that and value ourselves on much better criteria now. Housewife, housekeeper, nah….

And you’d think we’d all be experts at doing the shopping; we seem to do an awful lot of it. How can we fail?

I fail.

I’m not thinking here about the romping off to the shops and buying extravagant new clothes. I’m thinking of making the Tesco order online and finding that it wasn’t that that wine was an amazing bargain, but that it comes in tiny tiny bottles. Obvious, hey? Or worse, that on arrival half the order is missing, presumably because I forgot to click checkout when I added the extras. Ordering things we’ve already got is ordinary and I’m quite an expert at whisking away the evidence and hiding it.

And it is also ordinary to arrive home, unpack the shopping and before the unpacking is done, start the new list of everything forgot to get.

The puzzle is, not how can I make so many stupid mistakes so often. I expect it’s because I’m human and I’m trying to do too many things as well as doing the shopping. No, the question is, why do I feel ashamed when I do these things? I think that good housewife thing is still there, lurking under the sink, determined to get me.

Kitchen curtain

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