Some people hate grocery shopping.
I, for one, can only achieve a particular type of calm through grocery shopping. Maybe this is some misplaced "girl gene" where I was supposed to love shoes an clothing but instead an uncanny love of grocery stores showed up.
I have a few theories about the reasons for this love:
-So many colors!
-So many choices!
-So many combination possibilities!
Walls and walls of food packaging art at the grocery store! I love carts. I love colors. I love food. This all makes sense, I suppose.
Two bags bring me zen.
One is a bag that holds my yoga mat. The other is a bag that holds my groceries.