I had planned to go to the grocery store yesterday, but certainly not in the round about way I did, and not exactly to the store to which I went .  😉

     I was drinking my first cup of coffee after a lousy night’s sleep.  My eyes barely open and my brain still lost in the fuzziness of sleep deprivation.  The phone rang.  The Curmudgeon answered it.

     G was calling, she needed a favor.  Keep in mind that my brain had yet to regain consciousness.  It took her three explanations to get through the fuzz. 

     “Oh!”  The light went on.  “I’ll be right there.”  I made a quick trip to her house, grabbed her spare car key, and hopped in my van.  Dadada DA dada!  To the rescue!

     I pulled into the South Side Giant to find her standing next to her car.  She waved at me.  I pulled the van into the space next to her, opened my door and, with a big grin, dangled her spare key from my index finger.  She laughed and showed me her keys, on the seat, behind the locked door.

     I decided that while I was at a Giant, not my regular one, why not do my shopping?  She joined me, which made the hated chore go by fast and somewhat painlessly. 

         You all have a good one.