Did you know that you can go to HEB website, pick out your groceries, pay for them, and for a small fee, someone will deliver these groceries to your door?
THEY BROUGHT MY GROCERIES TO ME.
I didn’t have to go out, I didn’t have to wrestle with the awful San Marcos HEB parking lot, I didn’t have to fight the car traffic driving up to the store or the human traffic inside the store, and I bought exactly what I wanted without any impulse purchases such as odd-colored cheese nobody will ever eat.
I saw Asian Pears on the website and I thought, “Ooh, I would love an Asian Pear,” and I bought them and now I am eating an Asian Pear someone brought to my doorstep last night. Delivery tastes delicious.
I bought local Texas honey for Gordon – he is still sick – and mushrooms, and pork ribeye so I can make him Russian otbivnie. (Okay, so technically it’s schnitzel, but we call it by the Russian name.)
I am a domestic goddess.
I don’t know what sorcery is this, but I am so down with it.