Amy Lu's View

I don’t buy groceries in-person very often, and when I do, I rarely use a grocery list. 

Which may explain why I constantly feel like I don’t have the groceries I need. So today, I tried to be efficient and organized and headed off to Cub with an actual grocery list. 

A grocery list that bewildered and then bemused me when I checked it at Cub and that one of the items on it was “lunch meeting”. 

Hmmm, I don’t think one can buy a meeting at Cub, or even a Whole Foods. Yes, I could have meant “buy supplies FOR a lunch meeting,” but thankfully, since I work at home, I don’t have to deal with those, at least not in the sense where I have to buy supplies for a lunch meeting. I guess I’m just so used to thinking/writing “meeting” that when I started to write “meat” I automatically went to “meETING.” That bout of unconscious writing and word association may not technically be a Freudian Slip, but I like how this gave me a clothing based through line for the rest of the post. 

This is just a little post about some thoughts that were top of mind for me today.

The other two pieces of content I have today don’t have anything to do with groceries, but with clothing. Today I am feeling accomplished because I got rid of several old pairs of jeans that I haven’t worn much (if at all) since the start of the pandemic. Whether it’s because of changes in my body, or my clothing preference (these jeans were pretty low-riding) or my lifestyle (these blinged out jeans weren’t comfortable to wear about the house) these jeans just weren’t working for me anymore. It’s been hard to come to acceptance that it was time to let these jeans go, but now that I have it feels very freeing. (Hmmm, I said the rest of this post didn’t have anything to do with groceries, but the fact that my old jeans didn’t fit quite the way I wanted them to probably is related to groceries and food consumption–and booze). 

So as I got rid of my old jeans today, I savored the luxury of a new sweatshirt. I can think of few things in life that are as soft and comforting as wearing a sweatshirt that hasn’t been washed yet. It’s like a hug with no social awkwardness. For the last week or so I’ve been basking in the sumptuousness of a new sweatshirt emblazoned with My Little Pony decoration. I will freely admit I am not a My Little Pony fan (I got the sweatshirt through Loot Crate, a geek themed subscription) but I love the colors. 

Sadly, a never-washed sweatshirt can’t stay that way forever, (at least not in a way that is compatible with my olfactory sensory standards) so today was a bittersweet day of being grateful (November is gratitude month after all) for and saying goodbye to my never-washed sweatshirt. Maybe that’s the theme of this post: Letting go of old jeans that don’t fit right anymore, and never washed sweatshirts that are starting to get stinky, and my aspirations of being an effective grocery list user.