Inane Meanderings

Have you ever stopped to consider how ridiculous we all look walking around the shops with our shopping trolleys/carriages/trundlers (yes, I sometimes see the word 'trundler'!!)?  Vying for space in the busy aisles.  Small children squirming around in the back or tightly strapped in their seat up front.  Needs and wants slowly beginning to fill up the leftover space...

What really annoys me is when people leave the control of their trolley in the middle of an aisle while they stroll said aisle in search of who knows what!

The other day I was walking onto the school grounds and I heard someone behind me.  Just one pair of dress-up boots on a mission... The urge to start walking faster so those boots on a mission couldn't pass me was almost too much to bear.  You know what I mean, right?  Incidentally she passed me.  She always will.  I have no idea in the world who she is but she's a fast walker; it's not only her boots that are on a mission!

What is this unspoken but clearly palpable sense of competition between the mums at school?  Or is that just me being insecure.  Because I'm getting really sick and tired of feeling inadequate because I arrive to school without a stroller/pram/buggy/toddler because I'm a mother with 'only one child'.  I'm still a mother, you know!  (And I'm sick of feeling like a solo mum at church every week but that's an entirely different meandering and not at all inane.)

And, come on, you cannot honestly tell me those who arrive to drop off/pick up every single day, morning and afternoon, in their work-out gear have been working out all day every day, all week, week after week after week.  Really?  And in makeup?  I don't think so.

What on earth is with the term Car Park?  I'll never get that.  It's a parking lot for heavens sake!  And there are even Trolley Parks!  What?  Do the cars and trolleys have a play date while we're in doing our shopping??  I don't think so.

I don't think so.