I consider myself a wholesale shopper; not because I like to shop mainly at wholesale stores, but because I hate shopping entirely. So whenever I do go shopping, I buy as much as I can afford, to last me for as long as is possible. Which is why as I walked to my grocery store this morning, I had it in mind to do just that.

But I am not what one might call "a wholesale carrier". I'm not muscular at all, and I don't drive any car. So when I realised (as I was paying at the checkout counter) that I had nothing but my two skinny arms to carry it all with, I was horrified!

Luckily my apartment is only 2 blocks away from the grocery store, and I've made it back home safely. But as I write this, I am convalescent on the couch: panting, and huffing, and puffing, like I want to blow a house down...