Saturday is not longer my favourite day of a week. Normally I get up quite late until 9:30 am, and I need to do the laundry, hand-wash the delicate wears, dust the house and go for weekly shopping.

Shopping vegetable and fruit used to be a big fun for me, but for some reason, it is not any more. Not very long time ago, I just started to have the bad feeling when I went to Fyshwick every time. I felt that I was just doing something written on my tight schedule and I always did it with a hasty mood…grab the cucumbers, not to forget the onions, select the best bunch from a pile of shallots, try to not pick the water melon with white seeds, get a good bargain for mangos, remember garlic and coriander, do not buy eggplants if the price is over $2.99/kg….it just puts too much pressure on me. I hate the feelings that I am like a shopping robot, no passion, no interests, and no surprises I can generate for this fresh food market. I want to take another direction, modify the routine, change to alternative market in somewhere else, and I want to buy something different, something unusual or something a bit more refreshing on my mind. Don’t ask me like what! Fishes? I don’t really know.

Besides this, I can never get everything I want in one place. I have to also go to a couple of more supermarkets after Fyshwick, like Aldi, Mother Nature or Woolworth. Aldi is for all the dairy or rest of stuff, Woolworth is for pork. Of course Mother Nature and Aldi also have pork, but I am still not sure they don’t have the funny smell or not till now.

The worst part of Saturday is packing shopped stuff into the places that they are supposed to go and clean the left over from the last week. It could take me almost half an hour. Split the lamb chops for two pieces each freezer bag, cut the shallots, get rid of leaves from celery to save the space in refrigerator, place the mangos in the order of its ripened level (Oh my God, I am so sick!), and deal with a big bunch of big Bok Choi and try to get it a room in refrigerator…..it’s nothing pleasant! He situation could be much worse if we finished shopping before the lunch time. On this case, I need to finish packing as fast as possible, so I can prepare the lunch and feed two hungry stomaches afterwards.

This is just something happens when there is no other appointments on Saturday. Otherwise, I have to immediately start cooking the dinner after I finish washing the dishes from the lunch. Woo…..non-stop life!!!!

I don’t look forward Saturdays any more