Groceries

Yesterday my bf and I fought because I loaded up on $200 worth of groceries, but only got fruit snacks and veggies and quesadilla fixings and “nothing we could make a big batch of to freeze.” I thought he was overlooking how nice it was for me to even go and pick up the groceries, and he thought I was being short-sighted and irresponsible by not getting ingredients that would last us longer in the event of a lockdown or quarantine. I started tearing up out of frustration and basically told him to screw himself. We had just driven our dog to the beach near our house, and he said he didn’t want to go anymore because we were in a fight and wouldn’t have a good time. I got out of the car in a huge huff and started walking towards the beach saying it’s not fair to the dog—we came all the way here so he could run around! This led to a movie-like scene where my bf drove down the block next to me, talking to me while leaning out the driver’s side window as I cried and walked angrily. We finally made up about the groceries (we were both right), and had a good time at the beach. We’ve never fought so dramatically before, and felt sheepish afterwards that it was about GROCERIES. Only in the Corona-era would tensions be so high.