"I just need to get a few things at the grocery store, do you mind coming?"
An hour later, I'm holding a second basket, arms aching, wondering how much more stuff he can fit in there.
And a quick glance tells me, we... don't really need anything in those double baskets at all.
Maybe it's because of my tortured past where I considered groceries luxuries, or my hatred for fluorescent lights... But I'd honestly like to avoid the soda, candy, chip aisle at any cost.
When I see the convenience of 100 calorie snack packs, and 12 ounce bottled water... I can only envision the huge landfills that these tiny things are perpetuating. Seriously. Little bags add up when every person trying to lose weight is eating 4 snack-packs a day.
The grocery store, for me, is a reminder of how much we want, and how much marketing makes us think we need more.
So what's a girl to do, when her better half, can't resist the half-off personalized packs of peanuts, in spite of a pantry full of them?
As if relationships aren't hard enough...
Maybe, like children, and marriage, and finances... our eco-compatibility is important as well.