The parking lot was packed but it was Friday and there are always more people in town on the weekends and holidays. Inside the store I thought a riot had taken place, it was really empty. I'm not talking about 'a storm is coming empty', I mean empty. Nothing in the dairy case at all (milk, creamer, eggs, cheese, butter, orange juice, etc.), nothing in the bread isle (not even those cheap hot dog buns that always break apart and taste stale), almost nothing in the cookie isle, cereal isle, etc.
I actually turned on the news when I left with my nectarines in case I had missed something. It felt good knowing I didn't care that the store was down about 60% vs. normal levels. Just another reason to keep doing what we are doing because the zombies, apparently, like milk.
Father in-law fell down in the backyard the other day and laid there for a few hours until we happened by. Today he is in a care facility doing rehab and getting back on track so we can see if it's something temporary or long term. The rest of the in-laws really don't seem to care much that it's not only a huge strain on our relationship but it's costing us a lot of money. When one of us has to be there 1/2 the day, that's 1/2 a paycheck gone. It wouldn't be so bad if we were the only ones local, but 2 brother in-laws live 45 minutes and 120 minutes away. They should be proactive and coming into town every 2nd and 3rd weekend so it's not always us.... look at me asking for miracles.
A lot of rain at the cabin and in town so far this year. The mosquitoes are vicious for the first time that I can remember. They just make me run (and now ride) faster.