A Day Late and ...

Why do I always feel like I'm a day late and a dollar short?

For example, the day after I buy a case of Diet Dr. Pepper, I'll decide that I need to stop drinking so much pop. It can't possibly be good for me, right? I'm going to stop. Cold turkey. Well, maybe not cold turkey. Since I don't drink coffee, this is my life-giving morning waker-upper so I don't take anyone's head off if they speak to me too soon elixir. So I'll just cut back. I'll allow myself one first thing in the morning and that's it.

I to stick to my vow for a healthier lifestyle until we pass my favorite drivein. It stopped having bargain drink prices in the mornings and I refuse to pay a king's ransom since it terminated. Thank goodness for the half-price drink app on my phone. No more ordering a Sprite and getting fries because the person on the speaker can't understand me. Any mistakes are strictly mine. The downside is I can't ask David to pick up a drink when he goes without me.

On the days I don't leave the house I'll find myself finishing my bottle of pop and opening another without any thought. I can't waste it, can I? But that's it. I won't open another one today. I'll repeat this pattern until I give up any idea of a healthier drinking habit and the next thing I know I'm off to the big box store to replenish my supply.

I can probably trace my addictive habits back to my mother. Her addiction was coffee and cigarettes. Before she kicked her decades-long smoking habit, she'd have a cigarette burning in every room. At least my habit can't burn the house down although it can leave stains on the carpet. I'm infamous in my household when it comes to being clumsy.

My problem extends to other areas of my life as well. The day after I stock up on vitamins, I'll decide maybe we shouldn't be taking certain vitamins long term. Moderation in all things should be my motto. Maybe we should stick to a multivitamin, our prescriptions, and calcium. Naturally, this decision comes after I've purchased the giant, economy, money-saving bottles of supplements that will last both of us a year or seven.

More than once I've offered our overflow to our children. I'm just trying to save them a few dollars and keep them healthy, too.

I have a friend who visits once or twice a year and what do old friends do on these occasions? We go shopping. This is about the only time of year I venture out of my usual pattern of shopping for groceries and not much else.

We make a beeline for the discount stores for bargain. I tend to follow her around because she is a master shopper and I'm not. She procures great deals while finding clothes to match clothes she purchased a year ago. I'm lucky if I can remember what I bought yesterday.

The last time we shopped together she found some facial creams for a good price. Being the smart shopper that I am, I bought a couple of jars myself. I've used Oil of Old Lady for many years. I opened the new one, didn't like it, and put it back in my cabinet. When my friend returned two years later, I gave her both jars. She had come the year before but I, with my lousy memory, forgot I'd meant to give them to her until she , had left town.

A poor memory equals being a day late and a dollar short.