Yesterday Hubby Tony and I did the end of month grocery shopping together. I had promised to make a batch of granola, so I made sure dried fruit was on the list. I thought I had all the other necessary ingredients, but when I got home I realized that although we had plenty of ground flax seed for normal use, there wasn't enough for that and the granola (which requires a whole cup).
Today after lunch I decided to combine a walk with a trip to pick up the necessary flax seed. There are two full-service groceries within walking distance, both branches of large local chains. One (Schnucks) is a half mile away, and the other (Dierbergs) is twice that far. Both carry Bob's Red Mill ground flax seed. However, Schnucks only has the one pound bags, and I prefer the larger two pound bags that Dierbergs carries.
I decided that the extra distance would be good for me. My weather app said it was 34 degrees, so I bundled up before grabbing my charge card, keys, and mask. Once outside, I found out it was brisk but not biting.
It took me about 15 minutes to get to the store. I knew exactly where I needed to go to find the flax seed. I grabbed the bag and headed toward the cashier. After I made my purchase I realized that I should use the bathroom before the walk home. At this store the restrooms are in the back of the building, so I walked through the produce and deli sections to get there.
After I finished in the bathroom I decided it would be a good idea to get some more steps while I was in a warm place. I walked though the meat department, segued into the bakery area, then turned and meandered down the dairy aisle. Next I turned and went up one of the frozen food aisles and back down past the personal care items.
The store wasn't busy; there were more associates stocking the shelves than there were customers. I wasn't paying particular attention to the store music, but that changed when I noticed the song playing was "Disco Inferno" by The Trammps.
Before I knew it I was walking to the song's beat. When I passed an associate stocking potato chips I noticed she was singing along softly. There was a second associate two aisles over in the canned goods doing the same thing. I didn't sing, but I had the song stuck in my head all the way home.