The Grocery List – I Have No Reservations

Each week my wife and I compile a grocery list. It is carefully crafted and designed to efficiently go to no more than a couple of food stores on the weekend. We have to go to at least two because “one doesn’t have what the other one does.” After 32 years of marriage and more time solo as a professional grocery shopper I have learned this to be 100% fact.

The grocery list construction starts mid-week and is “finalized” by Friday night.

More accurately however it is only in its “final stages.”

After conferring with other married men…some who shop with their wives but many others who do not…there is a universal consensus this is standard operating procedure in a relationship and to be accepted without fail. The grocery list you think is the final list is not the final list.

It remains a work in progress even while in the act of shopping.

Reminds me somewhat of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry is picking up an auto he thinks is waiting for him at a rental car location. They don’t have the car. They insist they know how to make a reservation. I don’t think you do. If you did, I’d have a car. See, you know how to take the reservation, you just don’t know how to hold the reservation…and that’s really the most important part of the reservation, the holding. Anybody can just take them.”

I have come to accept we know how to write our grocery list, we just don’t know how to complete our grocery list.

And to stay happily married the most important part of our grocery list is my not having any reservations about it being incomplete.


About sportsattitudes

I'm Bruce. Born, raised and still outside the City of Brotherly Love. Managed (so far) to visit a dozen of our United States and Canada (twice). Addicted from birth to Television/Movies/Sports. Took three years of French and got credit for two of 'em.
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