(Un)-exciting Weekend

As a result of last week’s supermarket senior moment, we needed a few things from the store, so rather than drive to the social Safeway as we usually do, we decided to walk over to our local ghetto Safeway and pick up a few things. Bad idea. There was a traffic jam in the doorway, because of some idiot who was trying to attach their little walking cart to their grocery cart. Ummh, do you have to do this in the doorway? People who regularly shop at this Safeway are apparently so used to things being chaotic that no one was even complaining. Except me. Yeah, I’m that person. What can I say, I have issues. Once we finally got inside, even the express lines had about 30 people in them, and I started mumbling something about “What the fuck? Do we live in Russia?” So we decided to split a burrito at Chipotle instead and pick up a few necessities (Cheese Wiz, a couple of 40s, and a Powerball ticket—we’re all class at the Tiara/Kissington abode) at our local convenience mart. Even half a Chipotle burrito left me ridiculously full. I don’t know how I used to eat a whole one. (Actually, I do. I would just eating until I get past the full feeling. Bad idea.) I don’t feel too bad about the burrito since I went to the gym Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I have been to the gym 10 out of the last 14 days. This is not really all that exciting for an average healthy person, but this is probably the most I have gone to the gym in the last 3 years. And on some of the days I didn’t make it to the gym, I did weights at home. New leaf, consider yourself turned over.