I admit, I cut the corner too close
I was not paying attention.
There was a crash. People yelling.
A man called out, 'You didn't do this, did you?"
A woman answered, "It's not my fault this time."
I fessed up: "I cut the corner too short. It's my fault"
We stood among a debris field of breadsticks, now scattered over 2 aisles in the grocery store.
The display boxes stuck out just a couple of inches past the end row, and I hit the first one.
Which hit the second one.
Which hit the third one.
Packages of breadsticks everywhere. It was a horror show.
I started to pick them up and the man helped, telling me his wife had done t his before.
We laughed about it. We just piled the packages in the display rack willy nilly. If they had been organized by flavor, they weren't now.
No blood, no foul. I am just glad they weren't pickles in glass jars.
But my guess is some of the breadsticks may be in pieces....buyer beware, eh?
And of course, I was looking for one particular item. $82 later, I packed the car and went home. When I walked in the door Julia said, "Did you find the paper hand towels you wanted?"
Hell no! I forgot to look! But I bought $82 worth of other stuff!
That is the problem when I don't make a list.
A couple of nights ago I posted a picture of a Bears electronic sign on a house near us. I noticed today the sign is gone.
I hope they took it down and that some idiot did not steal it or damage it.
Speaking of damage, Julia pointed out a piece of aluminum sheathing that has the same color as our house........except it was in the bushes.
So tomorrow I will walk around trying to figure out where it came from and if I can put it back in the right spot.
Until tomorrow....
Peace and Love



