Just ordered grocery delivery.

It’s my first time.

While not a big deal to most, it’s a huge step for silly me.

For years, I’ve used the requirement of having to go to the store for food to force my chronic anxiety out of the freaking car and into, well, people.

That’s over.

Yes, I know I’m only doing this because of the pandemic (currently ratcheting it up in my county), but…

My weasel of a mind will use this proven ‘out’ to gross advantage.

I know this.

Excuse me. I have expletives to hurl at the mirror.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe