I have been depressed about the blasted virus. It isn’t like I had to adjust to working from home – I do that every day. I am used to being here all day with my husband, no adjusting there. I didn’t have to make arrangements for my kids and grandkids who have been freed from their scholarly pursuits for the rest of the year. My prayer list has been growing exponentially to cover family and friends and family of friends in healthcare, servers and bartenders not needed for carry-out, people who are having to shutter their shops after being deemed non-essential and all those who have been simply told to go home.
But this morning we woke up very early and braved the chilly morning to go stand in the growing line at 6:55 a.m. at Publix, the shopping time exclusively for old farts! There were already twelve shoppers in front of us waiting (a social distancing space apart) for the magic door to open. When it did, everyone made a beeline to the golden aisle and I experienced my first moment of joy of the morning when I found this!
After a month of a barren paper products aisle we were rewarded!!!!! And there was milk in gallons, hamburger, and eggs. If that wasn’t enough, chocolate ice cream pie was half price!!!!! And every checkout aisle was open to ensure people weren’t standing close together, they could keep that even after this is all over! Joy washed over me!
I know my prayer list will keep growing and I worry about trying to get along in a world that doesn’t like huggers – since I am a major one! I guess, like Scarlett O’Hara, I’ll think about that tomorrow! For today, I found a little joy in the neighborhood Publix! No fooling! Enjoy!