Phobia

Every once in a blue moon I’d go shopping (only because I have to) and am instantly reminded of how much I dislike it these days. Shopping of any kind. Clothes, accessories, grocery, furniture, appliances, sometimes even books. Yes, you heard that right. All the driving, parking, walking. Trolley pushing, clothes trying, card swiping. My head spinning, eyes darting, brain whirring. Oh. So. Daunting!

And that was just shopping for myself. I had a vision of me in 10 years time, with a few kids in tow, dragging through the mall twice a week, 3 hours each time, just for food and other necessities; and felt nauseous. How do others do it?

Even ordering things online takes time and is rather stressful. I may have to pack up and go live in a village. We could raise chickens, grow veggies, weave fabric, make clothes, and get wireless internet.

~jet~

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4 thoughts on “Phobia

  1. ~ thanks for stopping by, David. yeah i’d rather curl up on the couch with a book, wearing a 3-year-old set of Pj’s. 🙂

    ~ Mosh, aww, i know how you feel. but i’m sure the time will come, and then you’d be er… breeding like rabbits. 😉 enjoy the practice for now. haha 😉

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