My sister-in-law has two boys and lives in Minnesota. She used to tell me that she liked going to the grocery store because it was her time to relax. She left the boys at home and shopped for food. She saw it as a refreshing getaway. She was 34. I was 28, newly married, and thought that relaxing meant going to a cafe and knitting with my girlfriends, falling asleep on an airplane en route to Costa Rica, or reading US Weekly in bed at 9 am on Sunday morning. I thought she sounded like a loser.
This morning I left Scarlett with a sitter, dropped Julian at preschool, and headed to Trader Joe’s. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Who’s the loser now?
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