Just a bit ago I received a grocery order from Whole Foods. It is now my favorite way to have groceries brought in.
It is delivered right to my door, the sacks lined up like soldiers in formation. And they are very careful with the way they organize your food in the thick paper sacks.
I know I’ve probably mentioned this before, but it still holds true. Out of all the food delivery services, Amazon and thus Whole Foods far exceed the rest of them in dependability.
I don’t know why that company can manage it and the rest of them are lacking.
Everyone else I have to guide to my apartment either by phone or wait for them on my knee scooter at the patio door. That way I can catch them as they walk down the sidewalk. And then I yell out: “Over here! I’m right over here!”
Some of us, like me with my ankle, highly depend on these deliveries because we can’t get out.
I don’t even think I’d really need my car anymore unless I just wanted to get out and drive somewhere.
Just a minute ago, I got a call from CVS asking if I wanted my prescription mailed. I have others mailed using my Medicare supplemental plan’s mail order system.
But I didn’t know CVS would mail it to me directly through the postal service.
The last time CVS delivered a prescription to me, they used Shipt delivery. This time they said they were just planning to mail it.
So I don’t have to worry about that errand now either.
The Ease Of Having Delivered Goods Has Simplified My Life:
I’m sure I could never afford a new car these days. So it eases my mind to know I really don’t need one all that much.
The times have sure changed, haven’t they?
Lunch With Kasi:
Yesterday my daughter Kasi came and brought lunch I ordered from our favorite Chinese restaurant.
She had texted me the day before, she said, but I hadn’t answered.
Then she said she’d emailed and I hadn’t answered. That is unusual, because I check my email quite a few times during the day.
But at that particular time she was speaking of, I was choosing what to order for my Whole Foods delivery today.
Her dad refuses to even have a cell phone, so she has to call or email him.
She says she doesn’t like to call people. I asked her why; she only has me and her dad to call. And she told me that it takes longer.
Kasi will be 44 next month, and Kendra will be 48. But boy has technology changed the way they prefer to communicate.
And I get that. They’re busy and don’t have a lot of time to phone mom or dad. Mom or dad might dillydally around on the phone.
The internet was not around when they were growing up. But they’ve really latched onto texting, which I’ve just recently agreed to do with them.
What It Was Like For Us Older Folks:
You and I, we can remember when we had phones with the receiver attached with a swirly cord. This was before cordless home phones, which many don’t even have anymore, though I still do.
Things weren’t all that bad. You didn’t have as many interruptions, so that part was nice.
In those days, no one could take the phone with them when they went out. So you didn’t have people walking toward you glued to their phones and not watching where they’re going.
You didn’t have fatalities where someone was driving and texting at the same time.
We managed back then though, didn’t we?
Who would have ever thought we’d be able to Google anything we wanted to know? And watch how to do almost anything on YouTube?
Yes, it has made our lives easier. But it has possibly made families less close because they don’t talk to one another much anymore.
When I’m with someone, I don’t want to be talking to someone else. Or emailing or texting them. I think it’s rude.
I think when you’re with someone, you should put all this aside and really be with them.
Cooler Fall Weather:
On these cooler nights it is blissful to slip between my warm bed sheets.
I go in and put the heated mattress cover on a low setting a bit before I go to bed to read. And then when I get into bed, it’s quite comfortable.
It seems to me that I go to sleep faster with that warmth.
And it feels so cozy to settle in with a book and read until I’m sleepy.