How did that happen?

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Perhaps they have, very recently, changed the time for Mass at the other Church. Online, and I thought in the bulletin, the time for Mass was listed at 19:00. I got there in time but it was just letting out. Oh well. I asked a guy if this was an unusual night or usual. He just, with a blank look, simply said church was over and that it started at 18:00. I didn't want to talk to him anymore. Some people seem so dull you just don't want to be near them. He was such a person. No, I don't mind if someone is not intelligent. I require that there be some life in them though. This guy seemed to have nothing. Yeah, yeah, I know. He was a driver too, it wasn't like he had an excuse to be that deadpan. Never mind.

I stopped at the store to buy milk. Cereal, sure. Olives, yep. No milk. Why are they always out of the two brands of milk I buy. They have tons of generic, generic organic, and organic, but none of the two types I buy. They must toss two thirds of their milk selection, of those types they are always absolutely full. No one buys them. You would think they would change their inventory? And we wonder why there are problems. Idiots. It has been that way, at that store, since I moved here. I keep stopping there because I can get other stuff and I might as well check, if that store happens to be the most convenient on my way out. Bah!

Yeah, I suppose, I am a bit grumpy. Why can't the Church and store fix these issues? Ugh. Dumping milk that never sells, and keeping it the majority stock, has to increase the price of the milk people DO buy. You can't say I didn't do everything in my power to be at Mass (or if you do, you are incorrect). But I really hate wasting gas because I was misinformed. Never mind, I'll change it in my calender. Now that Mass looked absolutely packed! I hope the my Church isn't like that. I am not sure I am ready for wall to wall people. Don't touch me! Ackh! The weekday Masses might help me get acclimated before I have to face the wall of people effect. I may avoid Christmas, Easter, and the other big holidays. Or find a quieter place to celebrate, perhaps with monk or nuns if they aren't booked as well.

On my way home I stopped at the post office. I was hoping they had put the roaster in one of the bigger boxes they have set aside for such. They leave a key in your box and you can just grab and go. Either I have to sign for the package or it was too big for the spare boxes they have. Tomorrow. Since checking online and finding that the roaster was in, I started thawing the duck. Yum!

Well, not much done today, and I didn't get up on time for, or even make it to the later, Mass. But I am good with it, I did try. Later or good night.