I went to Costco today. Had to. Running out of stuff and determined we didn’t buy enough last time.
It feels weird, suspecting that everybody has COVID-19. Looking at everyone suspiciously. Keeping my distance. Hurrying through all the aisles I need to be in.
“Where the HELL did they move the damned rice?”
It was a quick trip. Wiped down the cart before I went in, wiped my hands and face with another fresh wipe back at the car.
Everybody was nice. I wonder when that will change?
Driving home, I wiped down the steering wheel, gear shift knob, and parking brake. Good thing I learned how to drive with my knees years ago!
Call home, get the kids to be ready when I arrive home.
Of course, they’re not ready. They’re in the backyard. Get all the stuff put away.
“Now, wash your hands good!”
They go back to playing. I go back to work. This is what normal will be like in a few weeks.