It took a while.

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I meant to check a bit after nine thirty?  Or so.  Didn't end up checking until noon?  Noon thirty more like.  The stores I wanted to visit were open until 17:00, today.  Closed tomorrow.  Good, good.  So, yeah.  I made plans.  To get out immediately.  I know me, time can melt before I seem to blink.

I planned a shower.  Drying off, dressing, and going.  And... thought about it.  Which place to go to first.  What to get.  Else.  Time really almost escaped.  I realized, to get in, I couldn't take a shower.  No energy to do so, less after most likely.  No, I had to skip that.  I had a shower yesterday.  And the day before, I think?  I have been showering well, frequently, just recently.  Maybe a few day skip there.  But even that wasn't proving disastrous.

No shower.  Just... to get dressed and out.  Dressed, but... then... I... vapor locked?  Time was truly melting, on the far end of the light tunnel.  I finally pushed through, got out, and went to a specific store.

Not everything I wanted, but... some things.  A thick cut, but smaller, new york strip.  They had more in the counter, but no one was there.  And the crowd, while light when I entered, had become larger, and a bit frenzied.  You can... feel the vibe, as everyone is... struggling... with the season, emotions, their own fears of the crowd.  But I will say, for a larger and growing mob?  It was... a pleasant one.

I like that about here.  The wind carried us, even me.  I got caught in it.  But, unlike some places, we see those in our way, or chasing us, or slowing us, as... neighbors, possibly kin, and we are all... sort of... in it together.  I hurt for some of the folk.  Could tell life was a bit stressful.  I, for my part, attempted to put out... musac of emotional resonances?  Or some such.  A dulling, relaxing, distantly familiar, thought pattern.  Well, and a little prayer for each to find their way, warmth, peace, and some little joys or more if that could be found.

Some fowl, but too, steak as mentioned, a smidgen of better ham, potatoes, a few salads (cran-orange marmalade... which I really like), salad, and a few other things.  Was tempted to get something sweet.  I've... found a good counter for that.  Just read the ingredient list.  That is sugared chemicals.  Is... there any food grade real stuff in anything sweat at this point?  From soy, to wheat particulates, to hydrolyzed who knows what, to simple chemical names for stuff no one should ever eat?  It made walking away without even "chocolate looking mints" easy.  I'm not seven sure they used mint or chocolate in that.  Can they even honestly say there is even 20% food in... food these days?

So... Just real foods.  Potatoes will have to be my carb overload.  Oh, and even those, I will try the old trick.  Baking them a day ahead (today), refrigerating them.  Then heating them up as I go to eat them.  It doesn't work, all that well, for me.  But it's... something.

Oh, and a half gallon of milk, to mix with the cream, for a smoother oyster soup tonight.  No crackers.  Looked at the ingredients there too.  Pretty much the same thing on the "sweets" packages, minus sugar?  It looks like everything is everything else, with varying amounts of sweeteners or other diabetes engine machines, and various seed oils, soy derivatives, 'vegetal' stuffs, and chemicals.  It's... all pretty much the same stuff... just sweeter, saltier, or more or less tasteless.  *sigh*

But, I will have a fine oyster stew tonight.  As well sourced as possible, though one can never be certain.  Ever.  Actually, assume, with seafood, that it isn't good for you.  Fresh seafood, harvested correctly, is wonderful.  I'm not sure that is even possible these days, for anyone making less than millions.  Even they, I think, are just as often (or more often) taken, and for more money.  Not sure they care... as long as it passes their simple test and price tests?  Bleh.

/rant

*laughing*

I sure can go on tangents, or off them?  Both.  Never mind me.  I will enjoy a good few meals in the next days.  And spend time praying.  I don't worry, I just notice?  Meh.  Anyway, I did make it out.  I couldn't get everywhere I wanted to get.  Thankfully there was a bit of gas in the tank, and she lit like she wanted to, and all else.  But I am... pretty done for the day.

Soup, though.  A bit of time thinking, writing, praying.  Perhaps a later post.  Later.