via Daily Prompt: Cranky

Funny word Cranky. I know it more as the German word “Krank” which means translated “ill”, but being cranky in english means more annnoyed, bad tempered. I was actually going to give myself a holiday from Saturday afternoon prompts, but I do not have anything better to do with my time at the moment. I was extremely cranky yesterday afternoon when my computer was not working, but that is now tempo passati as it was my own fault and now everything is functioning perfectly.

I am annoyed about what is happenning to my nice little daily routine at the moment. We have Easter, one of those religious holidays where the population runs amok buying food as if there would be no more. I am an atheist, but there is no point in not believeing, because life in our country is geared to Easter. The shelves are full of chocolate eggs, chocolate bunny rabbits, and everyone wants one.

You invite people for lunch (which I do not) and so you need more meat, but not just any meat. It has to be something fit for Easter, if there is any left in the supermarket. That is probably one of the reasons why everyone gets cranky and rushes to grab what is left, because you never know, the shelves might be emptied by the teaming masses celebrating their Easter Feast. I suppose if you believe in the whole thing and join in you are fasting for the time before Easter, known as Lent I believe, and  need more food to make up for it afterwards. This morning Mr. Swiss went on a quest to the supermarket. Nothing special, just for a few bits and pieces, so unimportant I cannot even remember what he was buying. He returned very much cranky.

First complaint was that there were absolutely no parking spaces free at the supermarket, coupled with a queue of cars watiting for a parking space. He travelled further to the next supermarket, just along the road and there he found a space. He walked back to our supermarket. It was under siege. When he returned home after the shopping trip he spoke of it as a battle. I told him it was the Saturday between Good Friday and the remainder of the Easter holidays, which was a normal condition.

You see in the olden days when we were bringing up the kids and working during the week in a paid employment, shopping was a woman thing. I did it all, because he was busy doing other home stuff – cannot remember what, but it must have been necessary.

So those “black” Saturdays were left to me to get the remainders of the food for Easter. There was another disadvantage. For some strange reason I took the kids with me, at least the elder two of them. I remember battling my way through the shelves, and eventually arriving at the end of the queue at the cash desk with two sulky children, and believe me it was a Guness Book of Records suspicious queue. I could not drive at that time, so it was all done by walking to the town supermarket, and walking home again. I had one of those shopping bags on wheels. On the way home I had stopped listening to the kids, and they were beginning to hate me. I could not blame them really.

And now Mr. Swiss went on his own on easter Saturday shopping and he discovered the disadvantages of Easter shopping on Saturday. It was not really cranky, more kamikaze, but he had a car and he did survive to tell me all about it. I began to hate Chrismas a couple of years ago, but have now managed to learn to deal with it, in the way of not really dealing with it, just ignoring it, but at least Christmas is a few days and then everything returns to normal afterwards.

Easter is a day then a day of shopping and then another two days and the week begins on Tuesday afterwards. Weeks beginning on a Tuesday are not proper weeks. They are weeks with no beginning. I told Mr. Swiss either we starve on Tuesday or someone goes shopping for a few bit and pieces. I glared at him and he volunterred, saying he has to go to the doc in any case.

The next holidays here are Ascension Day and Corpus Christi, but both on a Thursday with no chocolate bunnies or eggs, just normal food and that is no problem. I do not believe in them either, but our Kanton in Switzerland does and so the shops will be closed.

So, now I have got that one out of my system things are no longer so cranky.

Daily Prompt: Annoyed