I went into the grocery store earlier today for just a few things and grabbed the little hand basket like I had self-control and a solid plan.

Fast forward a few aisles and the basket is way too heavy, my arm is tired, and I’m still convincing myself everything will fit into one brown paper bag.

(It did not.)

The bag ripped, the spaghetti sauce hit the floor, and suddenly I’m apologizing to the poor employee who had to clean it up while fully aware she’s probably thinking, “Ma’am… did you really think the laws of physics and spatial awareness were gonna work in your favor today?”

And honestly? She wouldn’t have been wrong

Meanwhile I’m standing there completely embarrassed, quietly re-bagging my groceries into a Valentine’s Day reusable bag I just paid over $2 for, trying to act like this was always part of the plan — just ready to get out the door and go home.

I re-buy the spaghetti sauce, promise myself I’ll grab a cart next time, and accept that grocery shopping really exists to humble us all.

Please tell me I’m not the only one — what’s your most chaotic grocery store moment?