Another day. It’s midnight and I am drinking copious amounts of wine (not drunk), to hit that sweet spot that will lull me to sleep. My sleep has been crap, and it is very rarely crap. It has been 12 years since it has been crap. (divorce).
It’s weird because this global pandemic is not about thinking or action. It’s about lying about waiting for the world to start again. Why is this playing agonic (my word) tricks with my mind?
This is an example of where we are at. Going into stores, any store is horrible. New rules, new distancing, stupid people getting too close to me. So like many others, I am relying heavily on online ordering.
Goodfood, which has been my (inconsistent) go to for food to your door, has bakery items. I have ordered bread and pita and bagels. Only to find they add sugar to these products. OMG. EW.
So, today I spent some time on the phone with Trillium Bakery, to place an order for healthy yummy bread.
I so DREAM of the days when, when you needed bread, you just popped into the supermarket,
AND DIDN’T WORRY THAT YOU COULD DIE BY BREATHING THE AIR