Anticipating “load out” time
Those of you that live in an area with grocery stores that are open 24/7 should just skip to tomorrow. For the rest of us, here’s how it plays out.
Last evening, I made a mental note that our milk supply was dangerously low. I mean, what if we had a sudden blizzard? And so I planned to get out to the store, ASAP. Which meant waiting for retail hours to begin at my local general merchant. It’s the weekend, and there might be a church service (if it wasn’t for a pandemic), so opening time was set for 11h00. At 10h56, I was in the car. With the short run (three minutes, max), I knew I’d be there before stocks ran out.
Cut it close. There were no plastic jugs of 2% remaining; I now have some of those oversize tetrapaks which will require transfer before pouring a tall glass of nutritious milk (my source of Vitamin D). And I also was able to get a couple of dozen more fresh eggs (a blizzard can strike at any time, don’t ya know?) In and out, with tap payment, in under three minutes. I was home before the clock finished striking the hour (I know, it’s not keeping great time). Why was my scheduling so important?
Well, this is kayak day for she that cares about visiting new waterways. I had to have the carrier-car back in place before “load out” time. Cue Jackson Browne.
While the day meandered forward, I borrowed a second dog. Confused the visiting fox. Also confused the returning kayaker, who did not foresee my doubling the population of hounds on such short notice. I announced that we had additional paws on the floor, but the surprise was worth a shriek or two.
