Sunday, March 3, 2013

Bring it, Walmart.

Ah, yes, the part of the trip that we might not want to remember: stopping by Walmart in Cleveland to stock up on groceries for the week. LOTS of groceries.

There were moments when it looked like we might falter (like when the cheery checkout lady said Witt's credit card wasn't working) but we held on (called the associate dean of residential life and then called the credit card company who said oh, yeah, they had shut down the card when they noticed somebody was trying to use it in Mississippi) and did not give in —oh, no, not us! We — after an hour or so — emerged triumphant. A little frazzled and world-weary, maybe, but older, wiser, and ready to take on any other pesky problem that might pop up between us and our by-gosh final destination.


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