My husband detests grocery shopping. In the past, I could only get him to go if I just needed a few things and he was going near there for other reasons. If I wanted to go too, he saw no reason for us both to go. I always wanted for us to be one of those cute older couples who grocery shop together. It ain't gonna happen.
I'm the opposite. Just like cooking, I want to do my shopping solo. I'm a very single-minded shopper when I have a list, and I usually have a list, and I just have a quick nature anyway.
MrsTasty does not. She's a plodder, and a browser, and she has no issue with starting in aisle 9, then moving over to aisle 2, then on to aisle 3, then back over to aisle 9...it's maddening.
When we shop together, she likes to push the cart, and I'll be sort of in the front, getting things, then putting them in the cart. When it's time to move to another section, like dairy, I'll say, "Ok, we need milk," and I'll take off, get to the milk case, load my arms with milk, half-and-half, buttermilk, whatever else I need from the case, turn around...and she's nowhere to be seen.
Then I have to try and find her while carrying all this stuff, and you'd think, how hard is it to find someone in a grocery store, but I won't be able to find her, so I have to put everything down, then call or text her, but her phone will be buried in her bag, so she won't hear it, and by the time I do find her, I'm ready to murder her, so yeah, it's best I go by myself.
Also, when she goes, half the food order is Oreos, Cap'n Crunch, Pringles, peanut butter M&M's, and the like.