I’ve been living on my own for about 6 weeks now, have finally grown tired of frozen dinners, and want to try this whole cooking “craze” everyone keeps talking about. In order to cook, one must have food to cook with, which is why I was to be found at the grocery store after 9:00 at night.
Now I would like to back up and say that grocery shopping is not something we’re taught. It’s just something that should be second nature, like walking or breathing. When in reality, it’s hard!
When you’re younger, the fridge and cupboards are filled with food. Sometimes us, as whiny children do, even complain that there’s nothing in the house to eat despite a grocery stocked house. However, when you have to be the one buying the groceries, you realize quickly, there might actually be nothing to eat at the house.
The grocery store definitely isn’t just a place to walk into and purchase things willy-nilly. Then you end up with mostly snack foods, only some ingredients for actual meals, and the never fail TV dinners.
This is why I actually sat down, created a meal plan, and an actual grocery list. I’m on a budget and eat healthy, so I have to create interchangeable meals to buy the least amount of food, require the least amount of cooking skill, and can easily travel to work.
…or so I thought…
I no more than enter the grocery store and BAM! have to make my first decision of the night. Buying oats. I don’t know if any of you are aware, but there are more than 1 type of oats. This is only the bulk dry type too! After staring and trying to ask my married (obviously more knowledgeable) friends, I grabbed some granola and moved on.
Now I’m slowly moving about the store, because I don’t really know where things are. Consequently, I discover all sorts of new things available and get distracted. Now I have things that aren’t on my list, but that should be ok. We can wing it, right?
After finally summoning all my products and then some, I make it to the check out. The total came up to almost my entire month’s worth of budget (yes, minor heart attack) so I decided that I will just make it all last.
So I take the groceries home, carry all 10 bags in at once (because multiple trips are for pansies), and put it away. That’s when I realize I had succeeded in buying food for meals, but had neglected snacks. There really isn’t anything to eat!!
That’s why I have found myself back at the grocery store for round two, to hopefully accomplish every adults survival of eating. Maybe once I reach 30, I will become a full-fledged adult…