A good quality of family is to forget quickly: Forget the words that happened on the phone with the ultra-right-wing sister, so you can stay civil and have a nice talk about other things entirely. It seemed to work.
Other than that near-argument, my entire life seems to be focused on buying things to stay alive, and selling things to stay alive. I hardly go anywhere. But each trip I make, I've spent a whole lot more money than I ordinarily do.
Today after picking up the business mail and doing the drive-thru banking which takes at least half an hour per bank, I went to the grocery store in that area of town. It’s about 45 minutes from my house. And there I saw a mirage: a mountain of toilet paper in the store. In big 12-packs.
I took 2. Nobody was even mobbing the display. It’s so different out here, where the rich people live. There were bottles of hand sanitizer, too, even if they were not Purell.
Yesterday I placed my first order for online alcohol. The state's website is accepting only a very limited number of orders per day, because they can’t get their sh— together. For 2 bottles, I had to pay over 12 dollars shipping.
We can buy beer and wine in certain grocery stores, but the selection is low and the wines you’ll find tend to be expensive, very sweet, or pink bubbly stuff.
Lately sewing is taking more of my time, even though I’m not very good at it. The other day I ordered a bias tape maker, something I'd never heard of until a few days ago. And I started trying to draw my own patterns, because even simple patterns are expensive and I usually can’t find just what I want.