Home Sweet Home
We were only away from home for 3.5 hours but it seems oh so much longer.
Today was grocery shopping. Purposely the pantry has been taking hit after hit to make sure the supplies in the corners were being used.
We both slept in as yesterday’s garage cleaning wore us out. We didn’t leave home until noon.
As of this morning, we were down to one slice of bread and nothing more for Dennis’ breakfast box.
After a trip to the big town getting the list checked twice . . . it will feel great once I have all the groceries tucked where they need to be. The freezer got a 5lb. bag of skinless chicken tenderloins and two boxes of Jimmy Dean precooked sausage patties. They come as a twin pack with four patties in each pack. I get them out of the box and cut the twin packs apart. Four sausage patties, two each, is all we need for a meal. I don’t need a cardboard boxes in the freezer.
Dennis enjoys orange juice with his meals. I can get two 54oz jugs for the price of one here in town. They come two to a cellophane pack. I cut them apart before they go into the refrigerator. I like things ready to go when the need arises.
I admit, a day of getting items carted up and into the car and into the house wears both of us out. Once I had what needed to be refrigerated and kept frozen, the rest may wait until tomorrow. It will all get done when I get to it.
On our way home, Dennis got a call from his son Jeff. The injectable morphine refill: our Lewis Drug did not have on hand. We got home, got the groceries in the house, and now Dennis is in his little red pickup and has picked up Jeff and they are on their way to Mountain Lake to the White Drug to pick up the morphine. Dennis will be glad to get home and park the vehicle in the garage for the day.
With that I take my leave. ♥