Y’all, I hate grocery shopping. I know I should appreciate the fact that I can choose from 4859 varieties of cereal and 27 kinds of milk, but in reality I just get through the task each week because I like to eat. Should we ever have money just lying around, I would absolutely use a grocery delivery service. And get a weekly massage. Anyway.
With PJ in seminary over the last few years, his availability for family time has been limited. I didn’t want to use those precious hours for grocery shopping without the kids, so I loaded everybody up each week. And every week, I pulled up in front of our house after shopping, fuming at my monkey-children who somehow lost the ability to walk on two feet whenever we got within sight of a grocery store. I tried training, ignoring, bribing, giving consequences, and talking. Let’s just say the two-year old was my best behaved.
So now, with family members and hired babysitters at my disposal, I have completely stopped taking four children to the store. Oh, the sweet relief! I often go alone and listen to a podcast while I shop. If the timing works out, I don’t mind taking one child who seems to already have his or her wits intact, using the opportunity to get in some one-on-one time in our busy days and (hopefully) practice appropriate grocery store behavior.
Now that we have additional helpers, this was an easy change to make that eliminated a major source of stress each week. I still don’t love grocery shopping, but I dread it much less!