Sunday was grocery day even though I had asked twice before if mom needed anything at the store due to an approaching snow storm. I received a prompt “no” each time I asked. Then on Sunday because my sister, who was scheduled to go grocery shopping with mom, had a family emergency, I received the phone call from mom stating that she had a HUGE list of items she needed at the market and asking me if I could take her? “Sure, I will be right there,” I said as I bit my tongue.
Conversation #2:
ME: Hello! Do you have your grocery list?
MOM: Yes.
ME: Do you have your house key?
MOM: Yes.
ME: Good! Take your time because I have some things to get too.
MOM: Okay, I don’t need that much.
(I let mom do her own thing, and then we meet up again in the baking isle.)
ME: Do you need anything to bake Christmas cookies with Aunt Karen this week?
MOM: Yes, where is the sugar?
ME: I will grab it for you. It is at the beginning of the isle.
MOM: Then I am done.
ME: Are you sure? Where is your list, so you can check it against the items you got already?
MOM: I left it home…
(Two hours later I drop off the bread and toilet paper that she forgot to pick up at the market.)