a two-cart couple

It took over forty years, but Banjo Man and I finally realized that the secret to a successful and stress-free trip to the grocery store was for each of us to have our own shopping cart and go our separate ways until we meet up at the cash register.

The “separate ways” part can get tricky when we’re in a big store like Walmart and Banjo Man has left his cell phone at home.  Sometimes he forgets when and where we are supposed to meet and I end up spending more time next to the barbecued chicken display than I care to.

Here’s what happened Friday at Walmart.





Together it looked like the cart of a vegetarian with OCD.

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