One of those things that drives me absolutely barking mad is shopping with her. And these are the Top 5 reasons why...
- Each and every time we go shopping - whether it be for groceries, clothes, or gardening stuff - she runs into at least four people she knows. And, each and every time, she has to stop and have a 15-20 minute conversation with each of them. And almost always, we're pressed for time.
- Even though she always goes shopping with a carefully constructed list, she has to go up and down each and every aisle. I'm not talking the kind of up and down where you basically walk down the middle and look from side to side. Oh, no. That would be too easy. She goes down one side, then turns the cart around, and goes up the next side.
- Even with a carefully constructed list AND going up and down every aisle - she still manages to forget something (usually several things) from her list. And this is after I've asked her several times, "Now did you get everything? Did you check your list?"
- Coupons! Mum has a gazillion of them. She even has them carefully organized in a zip-up binder. I'm good with that. I get the benefits of using coupons. Believe me, I strongly encourage it. However, what I don't like is that she waits until just before we get to the check-out line before opening her binder and flipping through the 30+ pages of carefully organized coupons to pull the ones she needs. This usually adds another 30 minutes to our shopping. While I've strongly encouraged her (a couple of times I actually insisted) she use her list and pulled those coupons she knows she is going to use ahead of time and simply put them in an envelop - that would be too proactive.
- She waits until we have pulled into the driveway to tell me she thought we were going to a certain store. Case in point... Today, after we have returned from running several errands, I park the Trusty Steed in the drive way, turn off the engine, and I am about to unbuckle my seat belt when she says, "I thought we were going to go to Wal-greens."
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8 comments:
Just the description of your shopping with NP raised my blood pressure. I couldn't do it. Do you need to go up and down the aisles with her? Perhaps you could go somewhere and agree to come pick her up later. Then SHE would need to wait for you... :-)
This is why I don't shop with other people. Except occasionally the husband.
Oh dear. That all sounds depply familiar. My own mother (who I love) would send me off for something and then somehow make herself disappear within the supermarket. Then when I had finally found her (quite frantic at that point when younger) would send me off - never telling me where she was going even when I asked!
@DJan... Unfortunately, Naughty Pixie has no concept of "budget" when it comes to shopping. She understands there are limits, but it rarely translates to her shopping cart unless I'm there to say "Not in the budget." It's now getting to the point where I grab the front of the cart and start pulling, or will just take over the cart. But then she whines for hours about how she felt "rushed" and when she doesn't get everything on her list it becomes my fault.
@Lisa-Marie... I like that approach. If it could only be me and Wicked Pixie shopping it would be fine, but since Naughty Pixie does 99% of the cooking in the Pixie Household - she's in charge of the shopping. Ugh!
@Siobhan... Naughty Pixie does that too! That would definitely be #6. It has gotten to the point where I make her take her mobile, so I can call her when I cannot find her. :)
I'm totally with DJan...I was tense just reading that. LOL But that's because my mother is your mother's twin. I felt like I was reading about my own shopping trip with Mom.
Lisa-Marie is right too - best not to shop with anyone else. I like to look at what I want to look at, spend as much or as little time in a store as I want, buy what I want, touch what I want, linger long if I want. I don't want anyone bogging me down. :)
Good post, but I think I've got you beat - I can write an entire BLOG about my mother!
@Salena... You and I really need to get together and write a book about our mums. We could talk about how much we love and adore them, but how they drive us completely bonkers.
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