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Oct. 21st, 2006 03:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eiffel_71Just got back from shopping duty again. As my mother was getting a full week's shopping in, carrying it all posed a problem. My father came up with the idea of us loading the groceries into his massive sports hold-all and taking one handle each.
The trouble was, we had so much stuff that the hold-all was so heavy the rough handles cut into our fingers, so my mother asked to stop every hundred yards or so. As we rounded a corner less than halfway home, she asked if I wanted to swap hands - I had to remind her that she couldn't very well change to her bad arm!
Fingers red raw.
The trouble was, we had so much stuff that the hold-all was so heavy the rough handles cut into our fingers, so my mother asked to stop every hundred yards or so. As we rounded a corner less than halfway home, she asked if I wanted to swap hands - I had to remind her that she couldn't very well change to her bad arm!
Fingers red raw.
