The Supermarket Experience

For quite some time, we had been talking about what the experience of going to the supermarket for the very first time as a couple. We even made a bet about how much our first bill would come out.

I mean nothing feels more grown up and more indicative of moving than equipping your house with all the essentials. And since we have been living with our parents for all our lives, this would finally be our chance to call the shots and decide on what things we want in the house and what we want to eat.

So we headed to the supermarket today after we had taken another major step towards our future together earlier in the morning.


Our goal was to start stocking up on the non-perishable, strictly essential goods since there’s quite some time left until we get married. It didnt make sense to get everything after we moved so why not get what would hold up?

We didn’t go with a list, which in retrospect is a bad idea. I’m filling up an empty house and I’ve been left to roam the aisles. Of course I would want to get everything! So because we didn’t have any guidance and everything sounded so exciting, we stopped everywhere and looked at everything.

It took us two and a half hours and we didn’t even finish the whole place!

And if that wasn’t a relationship building experience I don’t know what is. In between picking out kinds of shampoo or types of oil or arguing about rice, I began to learn a lot more than I ever did about my partner.  We have been shopping together for over a year but nothing has come close to this.

It’s true what they say that you don’t know someone until you live with them. 

I’ll add to that how you never really know someone until you’re wheeling around a shopping cart trying to figure out what works and what doesn’t.

And this was just round one!


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