It was the first time it had ever happened to me. Let's just say I was driving a little too fast.
I always keep two hands on the cart, but yesterday I was in a rush. I had to get groceries, fix dinner, put it in the frig., plan for an 11:30 meeting, and make lunch for me and a friend all before 11:00 AM.
I rounded the corner, one hand on the cart and one hand on my list. Crunch!!! I could feel shocked eyes on me, but I didn't stop to look up or access the damage. I grabbed the cart with both hands and pulled it in reverse. I was in a hurry. I needed to locate a box of Ziti, preferably with the recipe for Baked Ziti listed on the back.
Bingo! I found it. I added a few more boxes to the cart (I couldn't resist, they were on sale...99 cents!), and motored off to the deli.
It wasn't until the wait in the checkout line that I stopped and thought about what had really taken place. I got the giggles. Then I panned the end aisle displays, What did I hit anyway? I knew it wasn't spaghetti sauce jars; that would have been I mess I couldn't have ignored. It wasn't the sports drinks either. I peered up at the aisle listing guides looking for the boxed pasta section. Then I spotted it. A large display of potato chips. There were no chips on the floor, so I decided to keep placing my groceries on the conveyor belt. But I had a new focus. I'm no idiot. I know when I've had a near miss.
The rest of the day I chose to remain in the present and not look ahead to the next thing on my "to do" list. It was difficult. But as I look back on it, it was worth the effort. I had warm sunshine on my face, memorable conversations with friends, and wonderful banter around my dinner table filled with six of my kids and my husband. My list didn't get completed, but I wouldn't have missed the things that weren't written on it for all the ziti in Italy.