As I was sipping coffee on my back porch this morning I thought to myself: today is wide open with nothing crucial going on. I could spend all day writing, reading, napping, relaxing.
That didn’t happen.
It occurred to me just now that between yesterday and today I shopped at four different stores.
And none of them were food stores.
Can I just say UGH ? (I hate shopping…)
Yesterday wasn’t bad. We went to a garden center which also had accessories and outdoor furniture and knicknacks and a little clothing section with Made-in-Italy dresses and…
I bought one. This one:
Now I just need an occasion to wear it. Kind of hard to find one when we’re still in phase 1 and, I don’t know, extended emergency conditions or whatever. 😐
But my daughter and her grandmother found their stuff and we all bought a few flowers and herbs and…
…it appears we’re still in the apocalypse. The usual ample flower and vegetable variety was sorely reduced which, for a gardening enthusiast like me, is a little disheartening.
But I made do, as I always do, and feel relatively content that I have at least a bit of colour surrounding me at home in my teeny tiny backyard.
The girl child started a cacti collection and grandma supplied her with decorative accessories so now she’s got a new hobby.
Today we went to a different nursery and realized there was very little choice, again. Sigh. But we came home with a few more flowers and herbs anyway. They did have Rosemary which I couldn’t find at the other place yesterday, but they limited each customers to only two herbs.
Good thing I have some already, including perennial ones (3 thymes, 2 sages, the oregano, tarragon and lemon balm also came back. The chive barely survived but mom has plenty and said she’ll dig out some for me.)
I bought a Rue, never having had one before, mainly because it looks pretty.
Next door was a Dollar Store. My crafty kid is keeping them in business with all the supplies she is constantly replenishing.
When we were done there, we went to the health food store and picked up various items, all the while still wearing masks and getting a little fed up. We finally left the last store after an hour and a half of shopping (in total) and breathed a sigh of relief. Without the masks.
Note: most stores don’t mandate the masks. Not all stores offer sanitizer. Mostly, customers are trusted to use common sense and obey the protocols clearly outlined at the store entrances. (This is in SW Etobicoke (part of Toronto); you’ll have to ask other blogging Canadians what the procedures are like in their region, or whether they come across many covidits.) We’ve been lucky, it hasn’t been bad in my ‘hood despite some bad press in public parks. But the mask thing…it only just recently started getting summery hot here, I can’t imagine what it’ll be like when the humidity hits.
Anyway. We were done shopping and I was fantasizing about a Tex Mex dinner.
I’m driving along, listening to Freddy belting out Another one bites the dust, when suddenly my tween girl says:
“Mom, most of my clothes don’t fit me anymore.”
I guess I gotta go clothes shopping with her tomorrow. 😐