Grocery shopping should not be a traumatic event. I just had to pick up a few things - So ran to the Commissary. But today wasn't one of my better days.
It started near the bakery, when I saw the kind of bread that Steve liked so much. Then in the meat department, I picked out some real good looking boneless pork chops. Steve liked pork and I couldn't always find nice pork chops to cook - but today there was a big selection. Then the final straw was when I went in the back and couldn't even go down the pretzel aisle.
I always made sure that we had plenty of pretzels. It was Steve's favorite snack. But, I have plenty of pretzels at my house. There isn't anyone to eat them. When my son, Scott, comes over (now only about once a month since he lives in Shreveport) he eats a few.
It was hard enough transitioning from cooking for a family of 5 down to just Steve and I. Now cooking for only 1 is so hard. Just something else to get used to.