My name is Julie and I am addicted to

Sugar. I've been eating mass amounts of sugar lately. I always have to eat something sweet after every meal but for the last month, I've been baking alot and had something in hand to munch on. Yesterday we had nothing to eat in the house and by dinner time, I had asked A-man to go out and buy some dessert but he didn't want to. Later that night he convinced me to go to the grocery store together but by the time we bought everything, I was completely miserable. I was sooo annoyed with the clerk, bagger, and the people behind me. I was annoyed walking around the store at all the other shoppers. I had forgotten my cotton shopping bags so I was trying to watch the clerk ring my items while trying to bag my groceries. When I was about to pay, someone else came to bag our items and she was almost done and I noticed that she was trying to put a plastic dish soap into a paper bag, for protection? What the fuck? Then I noticed that the clerk had put in a pack of gum from the next people's order into mine. Since I had paid already, I had to go over to the customer service counter to get my dollar refund. As I was leaving the counter cursing everyone, I noticed that the bagger had put double plastic bags and put tiny little jams and such into paper bags before putting it into the plastic bag. All that waste bothered me so much but I was so pissed that I had to wait in line again at the customer service counter and I hadn't spoken up about the bagging issue. But come on, why can't they add more than a couple of items in one bag and what's up with the paper bags?

I came to the conclusion that I was going through a sugar withdrawal because even though all that stuff is really annoying, I was in the verge of tears and wanted to kill. I know I'm generally bitchy but last night was an eye opener. I need major therapy but for now donuts will do.