i have done all I can to get my family ready for what might be coming, but the one weak link in my plan was every other weekend I take my 85 year old mom shopping at Walmart. She doesn't drive and so she looks forward to this excursion. I, on the other hand, dreaded today. We get to the store and there is literal zombie apocalypse level shopping going on--which I sort of chuckled at as it was a stark contrast to the girls scouts out front cheerfully peddling their thin mints. Wall to wall people--cleaning supplies, tp, hand sanitizer, water, everything gone. I mean shelves completely empty. I found an end cap with three small packages of Charmin and I told my mom she better get whatever she can at this point. There oddly enough was a huge display of gloves as you entered that was still pretty well stocked--so a plus.
I swear, every cough and sneeze kind of created a mini-panic attack in me. All I could think of was how bad I wanted out of there and of course, my face was itching like there was no tomorrow. My mind was irrationally saying, "Wonder if you have a booger hanging from your nose--better check." We get to the checkouts and they have six open and it is 10 people deep at each one. At this point there are 75 people all standing within 10 yards of me and I am about to lose it. I watched my mom pay in cash and the cashier was out of tens, so my mom ended up with 14 one dollar bills in change. I couldn't help but wonder how many germs were on that stack she put in her purse.
Needless to say we had a long talk when we got her home and I convinced her that we will on-line shop from Walmart and I will pick it up for the next sixty days to start. She doesn't need to be out in this mess and I sure as heck don't either,
Things are really starting to set in and it is scary.