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.


7 Comments so far

  1. wayan (unregistered) on May 17th, 2006 @ 6:03 pm

    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.


  2. Medusa (unregistered) on May 17th, 2006 @ 10:38 pm

    And I thought these types of things were only to be found in books!

    Dull life that I lead!

  3. winks (unregistered) on May 17th, 2006 @ 11:06 pm

    buying cat food is one of the weirdest experiences of your adult life? maybe you need to get out more.

  4. Tom Bridge (unregistered) on May 17th, 2006 @ 11:27 pm

    It’s the creepy feeling of being the catlady, Winks.

  5. Mik (unregistered) on May 18th, 2006 @ 11:40 am

    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).

  6. Tiff (unregistered) on May 18th, 2006 @ 5:21 pm

    More than feeling like the crazy cat lady, it’s the sense that everyone around you THINKS you’re the crazy cat lady…

  7. Don (unregistered) on May 19th, 2006 @ 12:11 pm

    I don’t think it’s buying cat food that’s weird, winks, it’s buying only cat food…

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