Tell me if this sounds familiar. No sooner do I get all of the groceries put away than my husband tells me that he needs razors. ("Ugh! Are you kidding me," I think.) So, I have to remember to make a special stop at a Rite Aid this weekend, because there is NO way I am battling through Walmart again. You get it, right? Do you hate the random stops to RiteAid as much as I do? It's not that I have it out for the organization its just one more time lugging the kids out of the car, herding them away from the candy/toys, and then carrying them screaming out of a store. Please, I have better things to do. Truth be told, this kind of thing used to happen all the time in my house. Even though we had a system to make sure we were getting the groceries we needed, we still missed things. It was the things that hide in my house, the not so obvious stuff, that would get me each time. And then I found a solution that...