Order 2 - Day 1 - 11:44
Never one not to turn the other cheek (at least once) nor grasp enough rope to swing by, i plumped for another delivery by that august (spot the tonal difference) grocers, sainsburys!
An amazing transformation.
For some odd reason i'd forgotten i'd placed an order for delivery today, thinking instead it was due tomorrow. Around 10:53hrs i received a call from the driver saying "everything's okay. I've found the building and will be with you shortly."
Here? I had to enquire whether he'd really had the right day. Sure enough he had, with an added surprise of also arriving early. Soon i was placing numerous orange bags around the fume-ridden parts of the flat, making note of those items which were out of stock that could wait until i made a trip to the farmers market instead. I was, however, so contented with the delivery i decided to call expressing said effusive contentment.
For a growing agrophobe, not having to participate in the melee that goes by the name of shopping is a mighty boon. I now just need to get my air piped from the arctic, the bubble, and i'd explode through sheer blissful contentedness.
So far it's being one good experience vs. a crappy one, with the third shopping experience test just a few short weeks away.
On this occasion i'm giving five happy tabs to sainsburys.