Sunday, October 31, 2010

Not a natural born shopper

Yesterday I went into town early before the hairdressers so I could look for boots and a new coat. I lost interest after about half an hour.

I've intended to buy boots for the last three years but couldn't be bothered to to go and try any on, so, yesterday, I made a special effort. I went into the shop and tried on 2 pairs. But wasn't convinced.

And now I'm thinking: do I really want boots anyway?

I also didn't get a coat but I have ordered one that I may like.

Meanwhile Husband went to Sainsburys on his own! I didn't even give him a shopping list. I said, 'You've been coming with me for long enough; you should know what to get by now. And you can plan dinner for the next few nights; I've done it for 32 years so it's your turn.'

He was a little bit anxious so I did write down a few things I knew we needed and then sent him off while I was in town. And he seems to have done all right. Except ... he got to the checkout and discovered he'd left his wallet at home.

3 Comments:

Blogger jams o donnell said...

Ah I'm the one that gets to do the food shopping. The not wife gives me the money and I do the list..

That way I don;t come back with magic beans!

4:44 PM  
Anonymous nick said...

So has Husband now got some delicious meals lined up for you?

9:53 PM  
Blogger Suburbia said...

Oh poor thing! You are right though, after that long it is definitely his turn! You were brave to send him nearly list less!

What's for tea?!

8:03 PM  

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