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My grocery man?

We were lucky enough to hear about a month ago that D would be kept on in a permanent position at the place he is at right now.

After a few weeks of adjustment, he is getting himself nicely settled in.

What I am missing, can I say, is my grocery man.

I am spoiled, internet, I really am.

I get home from work, I go to the gym, I maybe prepare the salad but for the most part, after I shower and get into my pjs, I have my dinner made for me.

When D worked from home on Canadian hours, it meant I could call him in the morning, decide what we were going to eat for dinner and he would be away to fetch it for me, if only because if he didn't leave in the morning, he wouldn't leave the house at all that day so REALLY he was securing his own sanity..but I digress.

Now that he is a standard 9-5ver, I am left with the job of picking up any items we do not have at home before the shops close.

Which leads me to:
THINGS I MISS ABOUT MY TORONTO HOME
1 - I could finish work at 11pm and still get to a grocery store 5 minutes from my house.

2 - I could get all my groceries on a Saturdy OR a Sunday and they would all fit in my NORMAL SIZED FRIDGE and NORMAL SIZED FREEZER

3 - Definitely Thanksgiving as I was dreaming of pumpkin pie and some good old NFL

I'm not sure what other people like ourselves do in Belfast. Perhaps I'll have to find a grocery-man-for-hire.

Although, he probably shuts at 5:30 and doesn't work Sundays.

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