happiness
I just finished working out, and I needed to buy groceries since I had run out of food. Although the day was slightly cool, the sky was clear and the sun was warm, so I decided to take the 10-15 minute walk to Whole Foods and enjoy the weather instead of going to the local supermarket right next to me.
Sparkmans Cream Valley Chocolate Milk
1.5 dozen cage-free eggs
10 marinated drumsticks (all of which I plan to eat tonight)
turkey sausages
some kind of grass-fed yogurt banana mango drink (hadn’t planned to buy this but it intrigued me)
a jar of almond butter and a jar of cashew butter (hadn’t planned to buy this either)
I was very happy. I immediately got to work on the chocolate milk while walking back, and a lady in the parking lot asked me what I was drinking. Chocolate milk. Is it delicious? Very I said with a big smile (especially since it was whole milk – not that low-fat nonsense I thought).
But my happiness was soon to be tarnished. The handle of the paper bag broke and alas, the bag dropped onto the concrete sidewalk. The yogurt drink and 2 jars of butter cracked open and made a delightful mess. I did get to try some of the yogurt drink by cleaning it off the packaging of the bacon chocolate bar with my mouth.
I was very sad. I carried the ripped paper bag and the mess that was inside for another 2 blocks before I found a trash can to dump it in.
