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I did it!

8/7/2019

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I did it, I made it until the clock struck 12. Twelve fifteen to be exact. Staying awake was not as hard as I expected. I had a well timed soda about 7:30 pm.  

What was hard was getting all of those damn carts corraled. I don't know how many their are, but I touched them all. My feet hurt from being used to turn the stack of carts back and forth to get them to their destination. It sure would be nice if it was a straight shot, but it is not. It is a little to the left here and then a slight touch to the right there.  I started getting pissed as the night wore on after I got a corral empty and then some one would put a cart back in and I would have to start all over again.

My lining them up in rows was ridiculous at best. My lines were not straight, they were very curved. I am sure there was much cussing and laughing by the morning crew. 

You use your whole body to push and pull those carts and I am feeling it this morning. All that said it wasn't horrible. I did however take forever to get it done. That put us behind for all of the other stuff that has to happen before the stroke of 12.  Little things that you don't notice until someone points them out to you.

Each check out line has to be stocked with plastic bags which have been properly folded for ease in putting them on the little racks to bag the groceries. Each check out line has to be stocked with paper bags and coupon tape and receipt tape. We were still stocking when someone came to check out at the last minute. This poor woman had a bill of $123 and only $63. She starts tearing into her cart to put stuff back and this continues for over five minutes. My arms are full of perishable items that have to be put back where they belong. I found each items home. It is weird walking through a grocery store with dim lighting and completely empty. It was eerie. 

Finally we were released, though far from done with the chores we should have completed.  I walked out to my car and took a small amount of pride at all of the corrals being empty and ready for the morning. 

It worked out much better than it played out in my head. Anxiety and Bipolar make simple situations so much harder than they really need to be. I had been a mess the night before worrying about whether or not I would be able to get it all done.

When I made it home, I had little difficulty going to sleep and I slept in until 10 am. I close again this Saturday and then have to be up to clock in by 8 am. Not looking forward to that wake up call.

Thanks for hanging in there with me and my grocery store saga.  

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