Bonehead Move of the Day

I attacked the A & P this morning with a Plan. I knew what was on sale, I knew what I had coupons for, I knew what I needed. K contributed her shopping list, and when the newspaper came, we gleefully pounced upon the five coupon inserts and carefully cut them into shreds, each insert gone over by both of us.

We shopped carefully, and well. The popcorn I had a coupon for was still more expensive than her favorite brand, which was on sale, so we got that instead. Some things I didn't need right away (like vitamins) I didn't get because they weren't on sale, even though I had a fabulous coupon. We rocked the A & P.

We went to the self-checkout, as we always do. She scans, I bag. I had three or four full bags and a bit more to go -- my own bags, I always bring my own bags -- when out of nowhere came the realization: I had left my wallet at home.

Needless to say, the kid was not happy, but the cashier who manages the self-checkout was very nice, told us to finish the order, at which time she selected an option for us to pay her instead of paying where we were. We parked the cart at our station and hightailed it for home, running the balance between driving fast enough for the frozen food not to melt and not fast enough to draw the attention of a police officer, because, duh, I did not have my wallet with me.

So, done. I have lunch for the week, I have breakfast, I have frozen meals for dinner, and each of us is going to make one home-cooked meal this week. Mine is fish; I bought all the ingredients -- not many -- except the actual fish, which I will get at the fish market on the day I need it.

Next up, taking the decorations off the Christmas tree. Or maybe next weekend, eh?