I had told Farmer H on Thursday morning that The Pony was probably not going with me for Errand Day, because of feeling sick. I also asked Farmer H if there was anything he wanted from the store. In addition, the night before, Farmer H had declared out of the blue:
"I think I'm going to get myself some drumsticks."
With him not being in a band, I immediately surmised that he was talking about the little ice cream cones sold in the freezer section in boxes.
"Oh. Well. I guess you'll have to get them for yourself, because I don't think they would hold up very well if I get them at Country Mart tomorrow."
Flash forward to Thursday afternoon at 4:22. I tried to call Farmer H, but only got voice mail. So I sent a text:
"Starting home with groceries on the back seat."
At 4:27, while driving, I got a return text:
"I paid Lowe's bill and at my locker doing some straightening up be by 530"
I couldn't read it, because I was driving home. When I had one foot out of T-Hoe in the garage, Farmer H called.
"I didn't know you were going shopping. You never told me that. Can't you leave it in the car until I get home?"
Well. A couple things I could leave in the car. But not bananas and lemons and bread, which would get all hot and steamy if I left them in the garage for 90 minutes, which would shorten their shelf life.
Funny how Farmer H had NO IDEA that I do shopping EVERY Thursday...
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