How the days fly by

Writing is far from the top of my to-do list.  Listening to David Suchet read Blott on the Landscape is much higher.  Listening to Frank Muller read The Great Gatsby isn't far behind.

Good Queen Swirly was on my lap for 40 minutes, and could have stayed even longer, but I needed to get up and take fresh pizza dough out of the Hitachi bread maker and put it in an oiled bowl, and put all that in the refrigerator.  Also made sauce earlier this evening.

BB and I got out of the house at noontime today.  First, to PetSmart for a big bag of dry and a very few cans of Fancy Feast, plucked from more-than-half-empty shelves.   It's been in the news, how stores are running short of pet food.  There are plenty of paper products nowadays, and bags of flour and containers of yeast are plentiful.  Except for the masks, if you're looking for the right set of goods, you could almost forget there's a pandemic going on.  

Then a few hundred feet to the Costco gas station, and even there the price per gallon has gone up recent days.  $2.79 today, filling up BB's Subaru Outback for about $34.

And then on impulse to the Lehigh Street Redner's.  Since the Trexlertown store closed, it's been many months since we shopped at any Redner's.  But they carry some things we couldn't find elsewhere, like Hanover brand frozen corn and Tropicana red grapefruit juice.  

Then back home, and back to work for the rest of the afternoon.