Here's how I came home today, as opposed to my usual frenetic Friday.
In the early morning, I placed my weekly grocery order (including cat food and litter) at Pick 'n' Pay.
On my way home, I stopped in front of Pick 'n' Pay, tooted my horn melodiously, and my groceries were loaded into the trunk of my car. I waved my debit card at them and carried on home.
I went through the Dunkin' drive through to get a coffee coolatta. The woman in the hijab saw my blue-and-silver kurta and smiled at me. Big time. "This is just what I have on," she said, gesturing beneath her Dunkin' polo shirt. "It is very pretty." She topped the coolatta with whipped cream and said, "Have a good day, my friend."
Next, I headed through the drive through at Walgreens where once again I waved my magic debit card and had bags of medications shoved at me.
Now I am home. The groceries, including the cat stuff, is unloaded and put away. My feet don't hurt. I am incredibly relaxed. And I still have half a coolatta to get through.
This just might turn out all right.
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