Today was a minor triumph because I managed to go to the grocery store and not either a) fall into a clinical depression or b) buy more unnecessary canned goods.
For the first, I must have Easter to thank, because the place was deserted. I might (according to some) be going to hell, but in the meantime, those religious holidays are sure good for getting your errands done while everyone else is in church.
The second is maybe a sign that I am gradually relaxing from the vibrating, piano-wire-taut stress that has typified life lately. For awhile there, I kept being convinced that we were out of nonperishables that we were, in fact, fully stocked with, and the cupboards overflowed with olives, peanut butter, and split pea soup. If you are ever worried about my mindset, check the pantry. If you find more than ten cans of garbanzos, it's time to call the men with the gentle voices and the piercing eyes to take me away.
Posted by hilatron at April 11, 2004 03:25 PM | TrackBackAnd a Happy Easter to you! The other advantage to your plan is you get first crack at the 50% markdowns on malted milk eggs and marshmallow Peeps.
Posted by: Doombot at April 11, 2004 06:11 PMOn the downside, though, you don't get to take home a bunch of multicolored helium ballons from the sanctuary decorations, as I did today Yay, Jesus!
Posted by: Doombot at April 11, 2004 06:13 PMHey, no one ever told me churching got you BALLOONS. No fair!
Posted by: Hilatron at April 11, 2004 07:40 PMSo I can't type. And i did so tell you that, last year. And besides the balloons from the sanctuary, somebody had tied more balloons all over my car when I went out to leave, and all over the trees outside.
Posted by: Doombot at April 11, 2004 09:11 PMIncidentally, Tron, on a more theological note: there is no hell.
There is only separation from balloons.
Posted by: Doombot at April 11, 2004 09:19 PMBALLOONS!
my mom goes shopping on the jewish sabbath because she lives in an area that's populated with orthodox jews, and she says they're really rude and pushy. she also threatens to hit them when they walk in the street at night to shul. (though, truth be told, there isn't a sidewalk on that part of the street.)
and she wonders why i'm such a bad jew.
Posted by: j at April 12, 2004 03:35 PMOh, j, please tell your mom to be careful, in case she lives near me. We trade baby-sitting with the temple near our church. We baby-sit the temple's kids on the High Holy Days, and they baby-sit ours on Easter and Christmas.
Posted by: Doombot at April 12, 2004 07:39 PM