Well. Part-time She-Hulk.
You see, yesterday was go-to-the-grocery-store day. Of all the items that appear on the “Shit You Gotta Do When You’re A Grown-Up” list, grocery shopping is my uncontested least favorite. Human beings are at their most annoying when they’re in the produce section, the parking always sucks, without fail I am destined to pick the wrong check-out aisle and by the time I make it home, most of the crap I bought has escaped their bags and tumbled into the most difficult to reach spots in my car.
I think all the agitation unleashes my inner Lou Ferrigno. Because by the time I arrive home, I am so irritable and so completely over it that I am able to do this:
It’s an incredible feat of strength and efficiency that I have yet to duplicate in any other activity. Period.
Take for example, unloading the dishwasher looks more like this:
And today’s chore is laundry.
Laundry is so easy! I get to sit on my ass for a majority of the process, making it by far my most favorite domestic task. But hand to God, as I look at that laundry basket with ergonomic, no-slip-grip handles, faced with the knowledge that I have GOT to get it up the stairs, I can almost literally feel my muscles (the very muscles that carried 268 lbs. of grocery bags in one trip just yesterday) retreat into my body.
Seriously, I get all Benjamin Buttony.
One day this week, I already know that I’m going to have to carry out a load of trash. Jesus-take-the-wheel, it will not be one of my finer moments. I typically kick this task off with approximately 30-45 minutes of this:
When that doesn’t work and I’m finally faced with the ugly truth that the garbage didn’t magically disappear and if I procrastinate any further my friends are going to bust me and turn me into the the producers of “Hoarders”, I saddle up and do what any proper part-time She-Hulk would do.
Until next time, friends. I’m off to go refill the toilet paper.
Made a bad day, good. You’re too funny!
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That’s because funny requires no muscles!
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You’re a damn genius boo!!
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I approve this message.
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Yes, Jessica, she is a genius. But PLEASE don’t tell her that as she will be nearly impossible to deal with. It will be a constant “but I’m a genius” and that won’t be fun for any of us.
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I disapprove of THIS one.
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haha, I feel the same way you do, but in the complete opposite way: I enjoy doing grocery shopping, find laundry annoying and really don’t mind taking the rubbish out.
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Thanks for stopping by. You should read more…if it’s not too taxing. 😉
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I am really glad your Mom shared this. I love the “whit” that so many of us have been blessed with. I ask myself “How have I not known of this blog?” Love to you woman!
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Love right back to you!
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Cool! After I met lots of women recently who told me I need to be more “feminine”, which in their view means things like loving your household stuff, caring and nurturing, keeping things in order and the like, now I keep stumbling over blogposts that celebrate the opposite. Mind you, I haven’t been looking for them, I just seem to find them. I’m sure you will enjoy this one too: http://sincerelyherz.wordpress.com/2014/03/09/the-woman-who-cant-cook/.
BTW, I don’t think grocery shopping is the worst thing on that infamous list, although I live on the 5th floor without an elevator. The worst is stuff like getting your head around a tax declaration form and having to find ot what these people actually want (yes they want money, I know, but they also want information, and I never seem to get the hang of these bloody forms ….)
Keep on trucking – and don’t lose your sense of humour, it’s precious! 🙂
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Glad we found each other, Zarah, and thanks for the link. I am no 21st Century June Cleaver, and have zero ambitions to be. Long live gals with grit!
I hope you come back to visit every now and again!
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Ha! So funny. I seriously need that grocery bag dude. Ain’t nobody helping me carry all their 50 pounds of food in the door when I get home.
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I’ll be your grocery bag dude if you’ll come fold my laundry!
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I don’t mind grocery shopping, but if you really don’t want the drama have it delivered – they will even bring it in and put it on your kitchen bench for you! Funny post.
xx
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OMG, Mrs BC! Hook me up!
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Shopping doesn’t bother me, but I HATE putting it away. Such a boring task. Why can’t we pay people to do that for us?
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I have tried to train DimDog for such tasks, but she keeps using her lack of opposable thumbs as an excuse to get out of it. Such a slacker…
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I would pay extra for my bagels and BBQ chips and even beer, if I could have Kroger’s All-to-Myself for just twenty minutes. Shopping would be fun if there were no other shoppers in the store.
Great Post. I laughed out loud!
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Right on, Marcom!
And I’d pay at least a 10% idiot-free-fee.
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🙂
Me too!
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