Shopping Trip

Any day you wake up is a Good Day. Well, that's the way I see it anyway. I have to presume that since I have not ever, to my knowledge, been dead.

And today was definitely good. I had to make a Wal-Mart run (which can go either way) and I figured, since there is an inexpensive car wash on the way, I'd get the car washed while I am out.

Imagine my surprise when my usual " $5 basic car wash" turned out to be only $3. I like it when that happens. Anytime I can save a buck or two, I leap at the chance. But it is especially sweet when it is unexpected, when you just fall into a bargain. As opposed to falling in a hole.



I do not look forward to shopping trips. I dislike parking lots. I especially dislike crowded parking lots and Wal-Mart always has a crowded parking lot. As hated as Wal-Mart seems to be, it is very, very popular. Yet, I found a space not too far from the doors near the grocery section. Amazing.



Our local store has a nasty habit of moving things around. Wherever you found something the week before, you can be reasonably sure it will be somewhere else today. Not to mention that whatever it is you came for will be out of stock.

Today was no exception. I wanted Gatorade. The original type, not the blue or red or orange, the one that looks the same going out as it did coming in. Lemon-lime. In the handy 20 oz plastic bottles. In an 8 pack.

Not there. All the other colors/flavors but no lemon-lime. Bummer. I did find the larger bottles and bought two of those to mollify me.

We found all the other things we wanted with one unimportant exception and most were near where they had been the last time I was there.

More evidence of a Good Day.

I noted when I arrived back at the car that no nicks, no dings, no scratches had been added to the exterior.

I can die happy now.