Since Regis stopped working weekends, we've gotten into the habit (more than a year's worth of habit) of buying our groceries for the week early Saturday morning. Sometimes we have breakfast before or after, but we're usually out of the house by 6:30. I don't mind any other time of the year, but this is a brutal schedule in December and January. I have to say I complained a bit this morning.
Our favorite grocery store in Mankato has been undergoing some renovations so it took a long time in the produce section. Nothing was where it used to be and things didn't seem to be grouped with like things. Mushrooms were in two different places.
We noticed that there seems to be a new arrangement of groceries in other departments. I needed flour and I like to buy unbleached white flour. The flour section has shrunk. The flour section now has as its neighbor, the strawberry twizzler section. Does this make sense? We noticed before that some of this made sense: green beans, mushroom soup, and french onions together. But flour and red licorice?
It must have been a tough week at our house because not only was our pantry empty but we had to buy dog food and fish food. Everybody was hungry. We have two fish left in our twenty gallon tank. One is at death's door so we don't like to buy too much fish food at a time. You don't want to be caught with a full can of that stuff. Right before Bert died, we bought a box of doggy pee pads, an 80 dollar fence to keep him contained in the kitchen (it didn't work), and we'd filled all his prescriptions. Darn dog.