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It’s after midnight, and I can’t seem to locate my wife. She left the house a few hours ago with Lilly in tow (no school tomorrow) to head to the grocery store. We need groceries, but I was unaware that it would require several hours to acquire all the goods that this household will consume. I expected a short trip. As far as I know, Kim was only after the essentials: eggs, meat, cheese, coffee, and ice cream. What could be taking so long?
Maybe the Christmas lines are long at the grocery store.
I am not much of a shopper. I avoid the mall like…well, let’s just say that I avoid the mall. I know that there are those of you who love to walk around and look at everything, do your window shopping or whatever. I’m more of a “get in, get out” kind of guy. Unless there’s a sporting goods section. Even when I don’t need anything in the sporting goods section of Wal-Mart, I have to walk through the aisle. There might be a sale on camo hats or knives or those little hand warmer things. You can never have too many hand warmer things. Or knives. Or flashlights.
But I digress.
I would imagine that Kim and Lilly could lose track of time if they were in NYC on some fashion spending spree (that’s not gonna happen), but the grocery store? I haven’t heard any choppers flying overhead. I hope that a giant sinkhole didn’t open in the parking lot…
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