calherewecome

So we went to Albertson’s for groceries. Here’s my comparison with our last visit on Monday. They had only one entrance open with a clerk managing the flow to prevent too many people joining in the fun. They moved the grocery carts inside where the tables and chairs for Starbucks were. So one person going out, then let another come in.

They’re allowing seniors (65+) to get a head start between 7 and 9 am. We’re not getting up at 0 dark thirty for the privilege.

Fresh produce seemed to be reasonably well stocked, including bananas. Bread was not so much. They stopped putting out fresh bagels and pastries on the shelf so that customers couldn’t be able to grab and put in a bag. I understand.

Meat section also looked pretty well stocked.

Canned goods including soup shelves are empty.

Paper goods aisle empty.

Still no run on beer, wine or gin. I heard that Cannabis stores are open doing business. We saw one woman who checked out with a single large bottle of vodka. Must have wanted it bad. Didn’t notice the brand, though

The check out queue was better managed. They had one line and a clerk to send the person at the head of the queue to next available cashier. Took us about 10 minutes to check out.

We managed to talk with some of our friends that work there. We learned that they got a $2/hour hazardous pay increase. They deserve it. I thanked them for their service. Our friend Dairy Dan had his trip to Boston cancelled. He had had tickets to a Celtics game. Also, our trip to Boston in May had been cancelled.

I’m getting a bit stir crazy. Not a lot to talk about. Paula is off taking stuff over to Mary. Glad we have her over at the Regency Palms. Only places that seem to be open are drug stores and supermarkets.

So life goes on at a somewhat slower pace. Saw a picture of the 405 without any cars. Not sure that I believe that was taken recently. Amusing, none the less.

One of the interesting features of our condo is the master bathroom. The toilet has a view whereby one can sit watch what is going on in the neighborhood.

So I noticed that there was a steady stream of cars coming and going (mostly going, to work I guess). Trash is being picked up. Mail is delivered. Life goes on, sort of.

Our son, Neil and his wife are off in Hawaii for a vacation. They left before the fecal matter hit the air movement device. They are going be in for a rude reentry to every day living. Pictures were beautiful.

Good news is that gas prices haven’t been lower in a long time. Bad news is no place to go. Our trip to MA in May has been cancelled.

One of the amusing pictures that I saw was the barren soup aisle except for Manhattan clam chowder. Taken somewhere in New England. Starve to death before eating Manhattan clam chowder.

Family coming over tomorrow for dinner. Shepherd’s Pie.

TTYL, Joe