I know I’m not the only one who’s had this moment.
I had one of the weirdest feelings of my adult life last night.
So there I was, standing in the checkout line at the ‘Teeter on Glebe, picking up the one thing Tom hadn’t gotten when he was out buying groceries that day. And I realized….
I’m standing in the checkout line by myself. And all I’m holding is 9 cans of cat food.
Dammit.
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Huh, I think I had a similar moment today at lunchtime when I got the following text from one of my supermodels:
“Wanted: hot man for ilicit rendezvous in city park. Offer times out in 5 mins or next best offer.”
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And I thought these types of things were only to be found in books!
Dull life that I lead!
buying cat food is one of the weirdest experiences of your adult life? maybe you need to get out more.
It’s the creepy feeling of being the catlady, Winks.
I’m not a cat lady, per se, but often times I believe that I’m going to end up the middle spinster with 70 cats (yes, I know others who feel the same way).
More than feeling like the crazy cat lady, it’s the sense that everyone around you THINKS you’re the crazy cat lady…
I don’t think it’s buying cat food that’s weird, winks, it’s buying only cat food…