I had a cart full, I mean so full that things were spilling out. I pathetically pushed my cart up to the check out line and started unloading. I am slightly OCD and need to keep all the like items together. While I was arranging, a lovely old man in a suit came up behind me carrying a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine. I told him to go ahead of me for obvious reasons and he obliged. As he finished, he stopped for a moment, turned around and handed me a single carnation from his bouquet. He said, "Thank you. You are lovely, sweet young lady. Have a blessed holiday". It made my night.
And then my OCD kicks in again and I unload all the bags before I put anything away. I did get 4 cases of soda, but they are in the garage, but everything else gets put on the counter.
It was a good deal on cereal:)
This was my receipt:
Then I begin the tedious task of putting it all away. I wish my pantry was neat and organized, but the reality is, I have too much stuff food in there and if that shouldn't be a problem. Thank God we can feed our family.
A fully stocked pantry makes me happy