DAY 261

Good evening my Corona friends and excuse me if my math is off but I believe it was eight days since my last confession and “forgive me father for I have sinned”.  OMG, how many of us would say this in a weekly confession?  I really don’t want to go down that path, but for those of us who lived it, Twenty Hail Mary’s, 15 Our Fathers, and 16 Rosaries before Midnight.

Well, Holy Shit we are in for a wild ride, apparently, it is even worse than last spring, so stock up on the TP and Clorox, and don’t forget the mac and cheese. We are going into hibernation and I don’t have enough room in my freezer for all the Nutty buddies that I am going to need to survive this one. Luckily I am walking distance to Trader Joe’s and I can go at off hours and be home in fifteen minutes.  I have been avoiding them for a while because let’s face it, they have the crappiest junk food. I really crave a good potato chip. I would prefer Cape Cod chips but they have their own and they are heavy and greasy. Seriously I do have standards in chips and French fries. Today Lola burger is killing it with those truffle fries and they sure don’t break the bank.

Enough about food! I want to talk about visiting the post office not just during the time of Covid but also add the Christmas packages to be delivered. A lot is going on so if you go don’t plan on running in and out. Pull out your patience card and just breathe because it is going to be a long wait.  First of all, I noticed that most of the people in line were elderly women. Mind you I still think I am 35 so I have to wonder about them.  Everyone is quite patient and we are all standing on our designated spot, six feet apart and all that. Fully compliant. we are in Concord, first place in the nation to ban the sale of water in single-use bottles, so don’t mess with these elders, polite but fierce, surely what is lacking today. I love it they wait in line and then get up to the counter and pull out several packages and have to discuss the shipping of each package. My son nailed it tonight when he mentioned it was like a line full of “Auntie Judy’s’, and believe me she would have to tell the story about each and every package. This one is going to the UK and no I don’t need to rush it, yes this one should go out in two days, and this one for my Canadian family and so on and so on…. You get the picture but what you have to admire is the incredible patience of the postal employees and actually the people in line you never shouted out, who cares?  Seriously I wasn’t thinking that at all, Patience is my middle name, but you get the picture.  I really did get a special chuckle, when at the end of the transaction do you need any stamps and then so many said well yes I could use some and proceeded to peruse the stamp book and pick out some nice “Christmas Ones’ and again they were so patient discussing which would convey the best Christmas cheer.  But here is the kicker there were a couple of Millennials or Gen z hard to tell which but when they pulled out their 14 different packages they just handed over to the clerk and said Merry Christmas. Apparently, they did all their work on stamps.com and just needed to hand in their packages.   Well not to be outdone I put the postage on some of my packages, well Ok JB did it, for me, and I went to the really big GMF facility in Boston tonight, and sure enough at least a half-hour or more line, but the difference is they had a receptacle for small packages, and I just dumped them in there. Score one for the OLDS…………..

Just saying………………..

P. S. not to just toot my own horn but I cooked a delicious dinner courtesy of my hero Ina Garten tonight without a box and pretty sure it was excellent.  My roommate really enjoyed it, yes he is still my roommate and I am going to need my techie if we go into serious lockdown.