Ugh, Minnesota, you’re killing me.

I’ve been living in this state for what, 3 weeks now? I lost track. I don’t know. But aside from the Mall of America, I’ve had nothing but HORRIBLE shopping experiences in this state. I’m hoping that will change soon. Anyway, here goes - the first experience was at Walmart here in Bloomington. It’s pathetic. It’s jumbled up (as in their electronics are next to the milk! YAY!), it’s messy, it’s packed, and it’s scary. Plus the cashiers are the most unfriendly bunch I’ve ever seen. I mean, really, people.. I was a cashier for over two years, and while I hated my miserable job, I didn’t show it at work. I especially didn’t purse my lips and look grouchy at the customers. Bleh. So J and I have decided we’re going to drive OUT OF TOWN to a better Walmart. Which is ridiculous, because THIS town, of all other towns in this STATE, having the Mall of America and everything, you would THINK would have a decent Walmart. I mean, really.

And then the second experience was at a grocery store down the road from our apartment. We couldn’t do our usual jumbled-together shopping at Walmart since their grocery section consisted of pizza rolls and bread (I kid you not), so we had to find an actual grocery store. Like whoa. Anyway, we find one, and we go inside.. and the prices are ridiculous. But I suck it up and deal with it because we’re pretty much broke until next Friday, and can’t continue to eat out every night, so I NEED TO BUY GROCERIES. We spend $113 on stuff for the next week, after dealing with yet ANOTHER grouchy cashier, and various other stupid people throughout the store.

I hate to sound so.. negative. But really. Way to go, Minnesota. Way to make a girl who just uprooted herself from her home state question why she moved here in the first place. If J weren’t here, and if he didn’t have an awesome job that KEEPS him here, I’d drag my butt and his back to Wisconsin. RAWR.

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Sorry, everyone. I’m just terribly homesick. So everything is pushing my buttons. I miss my mom. And my dad. And my friends. All I have over here is Jason, and one of my cousins (who happens to live less than 20 minutes away, thank goodness). I feel terrible, because right before I moved, one of my best friends told me she was pregnant, and I’m the godmother. I promised her I’d go to all of her appointments with her, and now I can’t. I moved away. I’m going to miss most of her pregnancy, if not all of it.. with gas prices what they’re currently at.

I really wanted to go home for Mother’s Day, but it looks like I have to wait until next weekend. I don’t know. We’ll see. At least one good thing has happened… I GOT MY TAX REBATE! $300, baby. And I wasn’t even expecting it, because I didn’t get a slip in the mail like everyone else I know did. How awesome is that?!

Once again, I’m sorry I’m a Debbie Downer (LOL I had a Chemistry teacher who used that phrase all the time); please excuse me. It’ll get better. It’s just been a rough week, with the move and all sorts of stuff going on.

I hope everyone has a FANTASTIC Friday; I’m so excited for the weekend! What are your plans? Is anybody doing anything special for Mother’s Day?

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2 Responses to “Ugh, Minnesota, you’re killing me.”

i’ve lived in lexington with (and because of) billy for almost a year now and i STILL get homesick. i miss my friends & family so much and billy is pretty much all i have here, too. and even though i’m only an hour & a half away, sometimes i want to go back to my small town so badly… this really is a totally different world!!!

anyway ) … just wanted to tell you that you’re not a downer, just being realistic. you deserve to be homesick sweetie

By kalen on May 9th, 2008 at 11:02 am

i’m sorry your homesick. it’s weird, i was only homesick like the first 3 months of living in georgia. then it went away. my home is where my hubby is and that’s just how it is now. but, i can understand your frustrations with a bigger city, i would so be upset with things. you’ll adjust, i promise.

By jess on May 9th, 2008 at 6:35 pm

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