I spent most of the day looking through my stacks and stacks of coupons that I save. I went through I Heart Publix 50 times gathered my things and headed out to my grocery adventure.
My first stop was Publix where I got $32 worth of groceries for $12! That made me smile. I then did my normal grocery shopping at Kroger where I saved another $40.
Now I would have posted pictures of my Publix savings but when I came home I was attacked. By my own husband. My instant buzz kill started with a phone call on the way home. “Where are you? Who goes grocery shopping for almost 2 hours?” Um, it's a Sunday. Lots of people shop on the weekends. Not to mention they only have two registers open. After pulling in I was hammered about how much money I had spent. The usual amount. I normally spend $150 for two weeks of groceries. I then asked my husband a simple question about why he had taken his car seat out of his huge truck. His reply, “I had to fit the cheerleading team in the truck for the fishing trip!” My reply I'm sure which turned into a “Are you freaking kidding me?” scream.
So you can say something like that to me and I can't reply like I did? Really? So I just kept bringing in the groceries. Then …wait wait wait. I should tell you this first. Yesterday I grabbed the last of the cookies out of the pantry. Cookies I had bought over a week ago. When I sat on the couch my husband said “Oh, cookies sounds good” so I went to hand them to him since there were no more. He blew up at and couldn't believe that the cookies were gone. “I didn't get one!” Then came a rampage through the kitchen for Ice Cream that was also gone (There were only 4) He stormed outside slamming the door making me look like a fat ass, when in all seriousness they had been in there for over a week. Just because he doesn't like sweets and never eats them doesn't mean I sat down and ate them all in one day.
Anyways back to my other story. My husband asked me why I bought more cookies (really?) and then told me that it was ridiculous, and “It's disgusting. You're never going to get healthy and have more children if you keep buying crap like that.” Wow, I replied that he was the meanest person I've ever met and started to cry. He just walked outside and slammed the door. My husband called me disgusting and walked out. As I put the rest of the groceries away while crying my eyes out he just sat there. He walked around the house slamming doors and ignoring me. He then asked me if I picked him up some cigarettes (I had forgotten) I said no and all he said was “great.” Would you like me to go back and get them for you? “No I'll handle it.”
I lost my appetite after that. I feel terrible. Like I need to throw up. Something is not right and I know it.