Hawaiian punch + UFO's

Just made my third trip to Walmart in three days. Is this normal? The good news is that my new Walmart does not make me want to scream and rip out my hair (not yet, at least). I think it's because the aisles are three times wider, so I can stay in my bubble undisturbed.

Today's run was for those miscellaneous things I'm always making mental notes of--hair spray, an alarm clock (because mine is not nearly persistent enough), Hawaiian punch, etc. As it's the Sunday before a new semester, there were several groups of friends perusing the notebook and energy drink aisles together, and I had my first "Crap, I'm lonely" moment. So what do I do? The obvious: call my mother.

I'm still on the phone with her while I'm lugging my loot to the check-out aisle, discussing how much weight I'm going to gain because Hawaiian Punch is so cheap. ($1.87 for that huge jug!! I'm still in shock.) A nice older gentleman is ringing me up, and I start to feel rude for being on the phone while he's trying to wait on me, so I put my mom on hold and launch into a very heartfelt, very long winded explanation/apology about how I've just moved away from home so I've been on the phone with my mother a lot, so on and so forth. I guess I got a little carried away with the details because the look he gave me clearly said, "I preferred you when you were on the phone." My mistake.

I was still feeling a little melancholy when I got home, but then my roommate stopped by between outings and we constructed the cat tower (it looks a little bit like the Leaning Tower of Pisa)... and then I went out with my new friend whom I serendipitously met on New Year's, and spotted what I am convinced to be a UFO.

So all in all, I think I survived my first "Crap, I'm lonely" moment quite well. Cheers.