Day One Hundred

And on Day One-Hundred, I realized that some things will never, ever go back to normal.

It started out with an innocent tweet. I had just walked out of the pantry armed with an Oatmeal Cream Pie and pondered how I don't think I had ever bought them before COVID-19 came to town. Now they are a staple. It's an odd little shopping quirk that has developed and I can't explain it. I have no idea why they are a must item. They just somehow have snuck onto my list.

That thought led to me asking twitter, "Let's just say the world shuts down again. What are you buying in advance because you will never again be quarantined with out it?" I had a long list in mind and clearly I'm not the only one. Twitter had a very long and diverse list as well. A few things were common, though.

Dish soap. Multiple people said they ran out of dish soap and couldn't buy more. That led to me checking while I was at Target. I'll be damned if there wasn't a single drop of dish soap to be found. I have now added it to my quarantine list.

Toilet paper. Obviously. I, along with half the world, no longer know how to exist without at least a 20 rolls of toilet paper lurking on a shelf somewhere in their house. Legit, we are down to one 12-pack and I nearly dropped everything earlier tonight to go look for some because it makes me nervous. Maybe I'm expecting Mila to paint the ceiling with wet toilet paper while I'm not looking? Regardless, I'm certain that for the rest of my life, I will buy toilet paper often. I used to not worry about it until I had to steal from one bathroom to supply another, but not now. Now there needs to be 20 roles sitting around, minimum. YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU'LL HAVE A TP EMERGENCY, Y'ALL.

The pantry as a whole is more stocked than ever, and I keep it that way. Peanut butter, bread, spaghetti sauce, vegetable oil, pasta, beans ... lots of things have sporadically been hard to get. I WILL NOT RUN OUT. OF ANYTHING I mean, there are three jars of peanut butter in the pantry right now, but I guarantee I'll buy another the next time I'm at a store. What if the girls decide to give the dogs a peanut butter bath? I have to be prepared.

We've changed, y'all. I may not ever buy professional clothing again (viva la working from home!) but you better believe I've fine-tuned my quarantine shopping habits.