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I let out a large sigh as I stared into the empty abyss of my pantry. Seems all I do week by week is feed the insatiable beast known as my pantry. From the looks of it, it was that time of the week, to return to the hell known as the grocery store. However, before I left, I needed to prepare. Going in blind would only leave me devastated. I quickly opened the fridge and all the cabinets and took a mental inventory of all my dwindling supplies. I nodded and let out a quick chuckle, I knew what I needed, this would only help to keep focused. Next, I needed to make a meal of what little I had. Entering the dreaded grocery store hungry was a terrible Idea. After my meager meal, I threw on my jacket and sunglasses, grabbed the car keys and left for the store.

I pulled into the concrete sea of cars and found an opening to park. Luck was on my side, as it was near the doors. A chill ran down my spine as I looked up at the towering behemoth in front of me. Its glass doors opened like the jaws of a vile creature. I braced myself as I entered the maw of the beast. The temperature dropped once I was on the inside. I wasnt the only one, as there were many other poor souls trapped here, walking up and down the rows of shelves, falling into the trap of buying what they didnt need. I knew what I needed and I had to keep focused, or else Ill drain my wallet of this weeks funds. I beelined to my first target, I had the labyrinth memorized, so I could go straight where I needed to without distraction.

Well howdy! I heard a familiar voice shout.

Becky. My talkative neighbor. Nice enough lady, but once conversation was opened, she wont let you go for at least an hour. I couldnt afford to waste time. The more time I waste the more focus I lose. The more focus I lose, the more I buy. I pretended not to hear and kept going. Unfortunately, Becky was relentless.

Oh, I thought that was you. Becky called.

Cornered.

Oh, hey. Didnt notice you. I replied.

So, how you been? Been a while. Ive been doing great! Becky started.

Hey, Im really sorry, but I have a doctors appointment here pretty quick. Gotta finish up here quick, well have to catch up another time. I quickly responded.

Oh, well alright then, Ill see you later then. Becky said, turning around.

Dodged the bullet. But the excuse I spat out may bite me in the future, as questions of why I was at the doctor spread. She tends to tell everyone everything. But Ill deal with it on a later day. For now, I needed to get my groceries and leave. Running up and down the store I picked up things, one my one. I kept a calculator in hand, tossing prices in as I went, to keep me under budget.

Things were going smoothly, until I passed the clearance section. A good deal was my weakness. Every fiber of my being screamed for me to keep walking. But I was weak, and I entered. And I added to my cart. Things that I didnt need. Things I didnt come for. I broke. The calculator was abandoned. My budget was in ruin. I silently checked out and went home in silence. I knew what I did and I knew I would regret it in the future. But now, right in this moment? I have some Darjeeling Tea. Hell yeah.