Remote grocery shopping is not going to be a thing for me, sadly.
I ordered a few things from Whole Foods via Amazon (I know…still evil…) to be delivered last night. Among the few things were 2 jars of peanut butter, with which Jack was going to bake dog treats to donate to the SPCA (he is not entirely on board with this plan but as of last week when the world was still functioning he needed volunteer hours and going there to walk a dog IRL doesn’t feel like a thing at the moment), 4 sweet potatoes, and bananas for smoothies, or baking, or just normal banana-type uses.
That is perhaps the longest sentence ever.
Anyway, I got a couple of urgent texts from my shopper with substitutions for items that were out of stock – but I did not reply quickly enough.
Me. Not texting back fast enough. It is a whole new world.
So in place of 2 JARS of peanut butter, I got 2 PACKETS of fancy schmancy honey peanut butter. Which, YUM, and yet – that doesn’t help with getting a reluctant teenager to bake dog treats.
And in place of 4 regular, normal bananas, I got a bag of freeze dried bananas (?) Which is a major head scratcher for me. Because those are not at all useful in any normal banana-related applications.
And instead of 4 sweet potatoes I got 4 BAGS of sweet potatoes. 12 POUNDS of sweet potatoes! I love sweet potatoes but that is TOO MANY SWEET POTATOES.
Sorry for yelling – but it is soooo many. So very many.
So…I canceled the Instacart order I had set up for the weekend because I can’t absorb more over ordering or random substitutes and this morning I went out in the world to pick out my own damn stuff.
I was trying to be a good isolated citizen, but at the moment I guess that isn’t going to work as well as I had hoped. I’ll save that option for later.
Traffic was light and Target was fairly empty when I went at 9am. There are limits on how much milk, cleaning supplies, eggs, bread, and paper products you can get. I wanted to get many milks because Jack drinks about 2 cows worth in a week, but I dialed it back. Everything else I wanted was there. Real bananas, baking appropriate volumes of non-fancy peanut butter, all of the good stuff.
I did not buy any more sweet potatoes.
It felt kind of normal and Target-y. I had to resist the urge to scope out random cosmetic and decorative products. I wiped the cart down when I got there and wiped myself down when I got back in the car.
Amanda is home (aka my traveling child!) and I must admit I threw caution to the wind and hugged her. I am so happy to have her safely off of the roads and back on the right coast. I’m sad for what is going on and that this is why she came home early, but still super glad to see her!
After the reckless hugging (ok, I hugged her twice – shoot me) I made her go shower and change her clothes to get any rogue germs off of her.
We did takeout last night and we are going to do it again tonight (an over abundance of taking-out activity – wooo!) Last night we tried to get Chinese food but the local place is entirely closed. I fear that they misunderstood the order to not have people eating in restaurants and could have kept takeout going. I was sad for the woman on the phone reading the statement in a heavy Asian accent.
We ended up getting delivery from a local pizza type place. Tonight we are getting pizza-ish food again (for locals – last night we got Carmine’s and tonight is Ron’s.) Celebratory homecoming food for my girl.
Going for my daily walk at 4. Routines are good and going outside is very very good.
Let me know how you all are doing and what’s notable in your corner of the world. We are all in this together (but separately.)
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