I am a late night grocery shopper, because shopping at the grocery store during the day, by myself, is a nightmare with anxiety!
I am not the only one who experiences shopping anxiety; my husband won’t even get out of the car unless the entire family goes inside the store with him. If he does go into the store by himself, in which is rare, he comes out looking white as a ghost, hair frazzled on end, and heart pounding, as if he had to battle an army of orcs inside the grocery store just to get a gallon a milk. Unfortunately, he doesn’t even make it to the dairy section; as that would be like having to venture towards the back of the grocery store into Narnia. Instead, he comes back with an 8oz carton of milk from the check out line! You know, I am not judging, because it happens to us all!
Peak Time For Anxiety Is 5pm
My anxiety triggers OCD, thus why I absolutely hate shopping during the day. I can deal with a little anxiety, but once it triggers an OCD episode, I am done! I too, walk out of the grocery store white as a ghost, hair frazzled on end, and heart pounding, worried about the most irrational horrific things in the world about a gallon of milk. So, to save myself from emotional distress, I prefer to shop at night, where there is no crowd, the night stockers often sing and dance while the speakers play rock & roll, instead of the usually sappy music that is required to play during the day, and the check out clerks are much happier! It’s an entirely different atmosphere after the sun goes down.
Again, I can largely relate to my husband’s experience inside the grocery store. Although I enjoy shopping late at night, every so often I have to run to the store for one or two things before dinner time. Unfortunately, 5pm at the grocery store is always crazy! It is crowded with all sorts of different shoppers, from the old complaining about the cost of inflation to the young trying to buy alcohol. There are those holding up lines over expired coupons, writing checks, or just simply talking about their day to a clerk who doesn’t really care. The worst though, are the people who just got off work and are trying to rush through the grocery store like football line-backers. They are hungry, rude, and in a hurry! Personally, I don’t blame them, because they just want to get home like the rest of us.
Every so often, I treat myself to a mud mask (scares the monkey’s out of my kids). MUD MONSTER! Anyway, I enjoy it, also my skin comes out smooth, fresh, and less “old and tired” looking.
I’ve tried all different kinds of mud-masks and my two favorite are charcoal and dead-sea mineral mud masks. The charcoal masks are great for cleaning out pores and the dead-sea mineral masks are great for making skin feel soft, plus reduces dark circles and redness. So, I try to do a dead-sea mineral mask once a week (if I am lucky) and the weeks I look absolutely dreadful, I do a charcoal mask, since that’s more heavy duty than a dead-sea mineral mask. Although I am not really into the girly-girl things, I do enjoy mud-masks.
I went to the store recently and stocked up on mud masks, but I didn’t realize, I stocked up on the wrong kind of mud mask. I remember I bought them when I was making a milk run to the grocery store when the grocery store was super busy. I had anxiety. I remember two girls talking loudly about their business and it made me nervous, so I quickly grab the mud masks. I saw “dead-sea…” but I did not comprehend the rest of it, “dead-seaweed,” SEA-WEED! What! I bought a couple of mud-masks with seaweed instead of my usual dead-sea mineral mud masks.
Shopping Anxiety Is Not Always Bad
I am cool. I am hip. I can try smearing sea-weed all over my face, why not?
I tried it! Although the experience is not very pleasant as sea-weed certainly smells, it sure did make my skin look pretty! I am not opposed to doing it again, but probably not something I am willing to do all the time.
So, shopping with anxiety isn’t always terrible. To be honest, I probably wouldn’t try new things if I weren’t rushing through a grocery store with anxiety and picking up the wrong stuff every so often. Sure, sometimes I am forced to exchange items, like the time I needed butter and quickly picked up a block of cream-cheese instead. For the record, that was not entirely my fault, for that the grocery store had moved the butter section!
Making The Best Of Things
My point is, that anxiety is not always terrible. Sometimes good unexpected things can come out of it. If you go to the grocery store for lemons and come back with limes, I guess make limeade instead!
How do you cope with shopping anxiety?