Random 5 Sunday ~Pandemic Pantries, Hanging on, Good Trees and Quiet

It’s Sunday in Summer and time for 5 randoms from my world.  Ready? Let’s go!

1 ) Pandemic Groceries – Still working my way through our pandemic-groceries.   Background: at the start of the lock-downs, Hubbs was doing the weekly grocery shopping, a task he enjoyed very much. I pulled the plug on his outings given his asthma & other risk factors.  Other risk factors included the potential for altercations in Aisle #5 (paper aisle).   But before our shift change in late-April, he was Mr. Pandemic-buyer.  I think we have enough canned goods to last to 2028.  With just two of us, it was already difficult to cook “small,” (I grew up in a family of 7… leftovers were a rarity in my house, and Mom prepared multiple meals daily).      But while I’ve teased him about his purchases, I admit to having enjoyed “perusing” the pantry to set a meal plan for the week.   Not ours, but pantry-envy worthy!

2 ) Hanging on – There’s been a shift again working remotely ~ we haven’t re-ordered letterhead or business cards.  With no in-person meetings now or anytime soon, there’s simply no need. Logos & return addresses can be affixed digitally, e-copies suffice.  Conversely, my days are longer than ever because I start earlier and work later.  I exercise early mornings but rarely take breaks or more than 15 minutes for lunch.  It’s not uncommon to have Corporate schedule (video) calls that start at 5pm, 6pm or later.  It’s a weird world nowadays.   I’m adapting, what else can you do?

Hanging on!

3 )  Great trees make me grin – Below are a few of my favorite neighborhood trees ~ totally climb-able.   Being raised a prairie child I shall forever appreciate a great tree.

Aren’t they gorgeous?

4 ) Quiet: The older and busier I get the more I savor quiet ~ the quiet of an early morning, a Sunday afternoon, or that moment when dusk turns to night.   Hubbs is a TV-on-all-the-time kind of guy.  He often wanders through the house to find me tucked into a book, the only sound that of a slow summer fan.  Ahh.

  • “Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.”  Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth.

The magic of a summer read in a house full of quiet.

5 )  Driving.   I don’t know what’s up but some appear to have lost their ability to make rational decisions AND drive at the same time.   I blame the masks!

So … how was your week?

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10 thoughts on “Random 5 Sunday ~Pandemic Pantries, Hanging on, Good Trees and Quiet

  1. I have pantry envy. My pantry is a microscopic closet that needs a professional touch. Hubs has recently discovered that he’s eligible to shop at military bases, so he’s been driving an hour and a half and stocking up. Just wish he’d take note of what we already have and how much space we’ve got for food storage. That tree lined street is gorgeous. That’s the sort of place I’d like to live. I’m finding living on acreage a bit too much to maintain lately, although when Hubs is at work it’s gloriously quiet. He prefers to have the tv on all day. One day I’ll have the energy to turn Little Man’s old bedroom into my sanctuary.

    • I love that pantry, too!! The truth is we don’t eat a lot of packaged foods, but he bought the supplies to start other things – tomato sauce, pizza sauce, etc. Yes it’s important to take stock first — my pantry is small but deep and it’s easy to miss that we already have 3 jars of peanut butter in there :).

      I love that tree lined street, and the shade those beautiful old girls offer! and I crave the quiet wherever I can find it ~ the sanctuary idea sounds glorious. ~MJ

  2. Love it! Well written!

  3. Love those trees! You can’t beat a great old tree that’s been around for decades.

  4. Love your 5’s!

  5. We love quiet at our place. Not to say I don’t like some nice background music when we’re eating but…Can’t tell you the number of times someone who is visiting our place for the first time, has commented at the quietness.. (except for when our resident rooster starts crowing) Early mornings are my favorite time of day.

    • Agree to all the above … and your resident rooster reference takes me back to visiting Mom at the farm, I’d be on “eastern” time and the farm is in Mountain so I’d be up with said rooster. ha!

      Early mornings are my favorite as well.

      PS DM- book recommendation for you –> “The Book Woman of Troublesome Creek” = fiction based on the true story of country librarians who delivered books to rural Appalachia via mules — excellent! Let me know if you read it 🙂 MJ

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