It Was One of Those Days!

The other day I was doing a quick grocery shop before I had to pick my children up from school...and it was one of those days. I rushed around picking up the needed groceries...milk, apples, and feminine products. Remember, I said it was one of those days!

I entered the checkout stand and waited my turn.  Usually, I take this time to catch up on important reading...

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But today something else caught my eye...I found myself staring right at a Wunderbar!  (For those of you in the United States and beyond, a Wunderbar is a chocolate bar in Canada that makes me salivate just thinking about it!)

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This was a complete impulse buy...as I am usually quite controlled when checking out.  Just ask my children how many times I buy candy while we are in the checkout lane!  NEVER!  However today was one of those days, and I was not in control.  I immediately had a conversation in my mind between the person who would like to lose 10 pounds by this summer, and the bloated person who had cramps, a pimple on her chin, and what some would call irritability!  

I would like to share the dialogue I had running through my mind.  (Healthy-me will be written in red, while PMS-me will be written in blue.) 

"Oh, a Wunderbar...that sounds really good right now"

"Do you know how many calories are in a Wunderbar?"

"When was the last time you had a Wunderbar...you have earned one!"

"Swimsuit season is coming, and you still have 10 pounds to lose"

"There is still two feet of snow on the ground...you have plenty of time to lose the weight!"

"It is not worth it, it is just the PMS talking...Oh look at that, George Clooney's girlfriend has cellulite!"

"Don't distract her with tabloids...TAKE THE WUNDERBAR!!

I am not a person who deals well with conflict, so I grabbed the Wunderbar (against my will) and threw it on the belt.  Besides, it was one of those days!

I stood there, still listening to a distant voice in my mind talking about calories, disappointment, guilt, blah, blah blah...I tuned her out as I paid for my groceries and started skipping walking out of the store.  I was about half way to my car when I looked at the five full bags of groceries and realized I didn't know what bag my Wunderbar was in!  

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"WHERE THE HECK IS MY WUNDERBAR!" was all I could scream at the top of my lungs!!

OK, I didn't really scream this out loud, but I sure wanted too!  How could that cashier be so clueless?  Do they not learn in cash-register school that a woman purchasing a chocolate bar while waiting in line to check out...is doing so under pure duress?  Do they not know that they should ask the woman (discreetly, as not to draw attention) if she would like the chocolate so she can place it in her purse?  This should be a universal rule...OFFER THE CHOCOLATE!

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I was a little late picking up my daughter, as it took a little bit of time to completely empty three grocery bags and reload them.  But in the end, as I sat in my car and inhaled ate my Wunderbar...I knew I had made the correct choice, because it was just one of those days!

Question...Do you have a special "something" for one of those days?

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