So I make careful and calculated purchases. My cart looked like this: shinguards (for 3 kids starting soccer this week), 2 comforters, shampoo, plastic bins, a RipStik. Everything was going fine until the RipStik. Never, ever, EVER shop with a 7 year old. Or, Just Say No. But, Grubby-Grub ALWAYS says "Yes. Of course! Put it in the cart! We may never, EVER get another chance to buy a RipStik again! What type of life would that be?!?!"
There is also the pre-lift drama where every thought throughout the day goes something like this:
While doing laundry... "Hmm..this detergent sure smells good! Do they have this one in Israel? Should I go buy 435 bottles and put them on the lift? I don't even have a washing machine yet! Yes, but is it cheaper to do that and pay $100/sq. foot for laundry detergent? Am I shallow? Who needs detergent? I know, I'll put Borax on my lift! Borax? Borat?"
And so forth... that is why none of you can reach me, my kids are complaining I am never listening, and why my teeth are constantly clenched. Stress anyone?