I'm in a snippy mood today. Don't use that word often, never actually, but it pretty well sums it up. No coffee before the weight watchers meeting, more irritated than inspired during the meeting, too much avocado on my scramble, obsession with cherry pie from Elizabethan resisted, then I stop at Trader Joes. The newly remodeled Trader Joes. Where in the heck did they move stuff, all I want to do is get my corn tortilla flatbreads, my marinated mozzarella, and carry on.
All the local supermarkets seem to be doing this, the big guys I mean. It has irritated me for years, just when I know what i want and where it is they move it. Or they decide that no one is buying my favorite bread, or the kind of 1/2 cake i like, or else they move it somewhere that makes no logical sense.
Now that that is off my chest, after sharing my thought with the cashier at TJ's , i think I should put myself on time out, until I have something nice to say. :)