The Grocery Store Parking Lot


I have found sitting in parking lots, especially grocery store parking lots, is something I am incredibly talented at. Yes, really! It doesn’t take much skill and I’m sure some of you can relate. Maybe this is a thing?

Anyone can have an amazing grocery store parking session! All you have to do is sit in your car stalling for unnecessarily extended amounts of time.

  • This is a great time to create new Spotify playlists
  • This is where the pinning on Pinterest can be done
  • Emails get read AND responded to
  • Text messages get checked
  • Facebook?! THE best Facebook scrolling showdowns happen in grocery store parking lots. This is when I have all the time to catch up with the news, what Rebecca had for dinner, and who skipped leg day at the gym.
  • Sometimes I clean my car
  • Organize my purse
  • Wait let’s organize the wallet too
  • Write in my planner (seems productive?)

AND … Nope, not quite ready to go inside yet. Keep scrolling. Let’s open up the email once more and see if there is anything new in the inbox (don’t mind the 245 flagged emails that still need responding to). Oh look who just added me on LinkedIn!

It’s ME time, kind of. This is time well spent… Well spent strengthening my procrastinating skills that is.

Reality catches up with me and I finally admit defeat. IT IS TIME.

I mean, is there like someone who can come support me through this? Help open my car door, drag me out of my car, and then give me a hug and tell me everything will be okay? Have I gone too far? 

I am doomed …

I am beginning to work up enough courage to get out of my car and get this over with and then I get the text message. THE text message. You know, the text message that says all of the stuff everyone needs you to go ahead and pick up from the store. You know, since you’re there and all …

The text message may only contain five or so items but it sends me further into my impending state of doom.

  1. Baby carrots
  2. Spinach
  3. A gallon of milk
  4. Yogurt
  5. STUFF for dinners

Plural. That creates more pit stops than I was emotionally prepared to handle.

My “quick” grocery store run has been promoted to a full on cart filling festival


    6. “Sorry, I forgot to add diapers!”

I’m not sure if anyone else feels this way about the grocery store? One can only be honest about this dreadful experience.

From one grocery store parking lot sufferer to the next,

Until next time …

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