That’s how long it took me to get up from my desk at 1:04 pm, go downstairs and put a coat on, get in the truck and drive to the grocery store, grab some milk and yogurt, wait in line to pay at the checkout, drive home, put my coat away and hang the keys on the peg, put the milk and yogurt away, and go back upstairs to sit back at my desk and resume work…at 1:12 pm.

I am grateful to live in small town USA.

I am grateful for our little grocery store, where a shopper can get a bunch of bananas, a box of kitty litter, Valentine flowers, a long john with a heart stick, or a box of ammo and a couch. One stop shopping.

I am grateful Sam didn’t come home this morning with a box of ammo or a couch.

I am grateful for the gift of disinfecting wipes, much needed this week.

And I am grateful for the weekend with only a long walk and house cleaning on my agenda.