Pre-covid I usually went to the gym 3 times a week - Monday, Wednesday and Friday. And, because Trader Joe’s was just steps away in the same shopping mall, I would do all my shopping during the week.
Then Covid hit. No more gym and no more Trader Joe’s. Originally, we used Instacart, but after a few months Trader Joe’s opened from 8-9 AM for senior shoppers. Armed with a weekly shopping list, rubber gloves and masks, we were usually the first in store and first finished with our shopping.
Over the years, even though the threat of covid had vastly diminished, we continued our once-a-week shopping trip. We chose Sunday as our shopping day and as before, we were usually the first in store and the first finished with our shopping. It was just a habit, not a necessity.
I didn’t think much about our routine until recently. Although I was no longer a gym rat, I was now out and about several times a week and was shopping not only at Trader Joe’s, but Sprouts, Ralphs and even Whole Foods.
Then a miracle happened. This past Sunday I awoke to see the heavens open, and I heard the angels sing. I finally realized that we didn’t need to shop anymore on Sundays. My trips during the week gave us a full fridge and pantry. Sundays are now officially Pajama Day.
Amen.
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