Food shopping right now is exhausting.
Standing in line. Following “One Way” arrows. Wearing a facemask. I buy groceries for my mom too, and drop them off at her home, a half hour from my house.
In an effort to be flexible with my Work, I went shopping with my wife around 12:30. I planned to go at 2:00 or 3:00. I thought there would be work after food shopping. Maybe if I were the platonic ideal of a marine.
I’m not a marine, but I can learn. Next week, when it’s time for Tuesday food shopping, I’ll go later.