I was really struggling about if I should go out shopping or not. One part of me thought it’s stupid to worry—we’re healthy. Even if we were unlucky and did get it, we’d likely be okay. But the other party of me says why chance it? We can live without 100% of the things on my Sam’s Club list. But if I’m going out for a “must” (I guess milk is a must since the kids eat so much cereal) why not get the other stuff as long as I’m there? It’s one less trip we’ll have to make in the future.
I’m in my little bubble—I haven’t been out in 18 days, Tom 13 (minus a drive by pickup). I have stayed off media for the most part. I’m really more concerned with other people. Like I wonder how stores are? Busy? Lines? People being awful or good? Like I wouldn’t mind going as much if I can walk in and walk out. If I have to stand in line with 100 people who are not social distancing I’m gonna lose it.
I went back and forth discussing with Anna—and eventually decided that I was making myself more crazy worrying about it than if I just went out and did it. So off I went to Sam’s. This is what it looked like.
They were only letting in 100 customers at a time. It took me 20 minutes to get inside the store. I wasn’t rushed but I did want to get in and out as quickly as possible. People kept their distance for the most part. I ended up getting more things than I planned just because I could. I didn’t check on toilet paper because we didn’t need it, but they were entirely out of pasta (all kinds) and spaghetti sauce (I normally don’t buy jarred sauce but Owen uses it for his instant pot dinner).
I’m glad I went but now our clock is reset at zero days.
On the positive side? I picked up some new margaritas since I’m all out of my old favorites that I stocked up on last year. Fingers crossed they’re okay.
