Groceries
I went grocery shopping. Although some consider grocery shopping somewhat of a chore, it is a task that I really do enjoy. Kind of strange though that I don’t particularly like to go grocery shopping to pick up just a few things, but I do enjoy those occasions when I can take my time in walking the aisles in filling the shopping cart.
For a number of reasons, I like to go grocery shopping at night. There is a different energy among those that shop in the evening. Daytime shoppers are often in a hurry and impatient, while those that shop at night seem to be a little more mellow and less hurried.
Once I arrive home with all the groceries, putting everything away has a certain pleasure all its own. Each cabinet and every shelf has a specific purpose. Canned goods over here in this shelf, dry goods over there in that shelf, cereal up here and rice over there, and cat food way up there so it’s not mistaken for something else.
Few things in life provide as much comfort as seeing the cabinets filled with groceries. Anyone that has ever looked inside their cupboards and had a Mother Hubbard moment can understand the joy there is in seeing the shelves stocked with food. When all the groceries are put away, I often step back and just admire its beauty.