Mall therapy takes on new meaning

Lauralea and I were starting to feel a bit blue just remaining home all the time here in this field. And so I felt like we needed to get out of here a bit today on my day off.

Actually I’m starting to understand how some of those people feel who aren’t able to get out for long periods of time. It gets heavy and one starts to lose a sense of hope about it all.

So after going back-and-forth on it for two days, seeing the high numbers of virus patients in this area, hearing the echoes of our children in our heads to make sure we stay home all the time, we decided to go anyway if only for a little while.

It. Was. Fun.

We went in the morning and the mall was hardly busy, maybe on cyber Monday most of the people stay home to shop. We happen to live an hour away from the largest mall in North America, and it has the most visitors of any other mall in Canada. But this morning you could’ve tossed a bowling ball down the middle of the mall and not hit anyone.

We were impressed by their efforts to keep people separated, moving in the same directions, fully masked, and limiting the number of people in the shops.

But it sure did us some good to be able to walk again and to see people across the way. Just to sit and rest and watch people come and go. We had a good lunch and it was all very lovely.

We were able to find some treats we’ve been looking for for a long time, and some special Christmas treats for ourselves as we will probably be alone this Christmas. We found a game the two of us can play that we’ve been looking for for a while, and I picked up a fresh supply of curly wurly bars.

It was a good day to get out of here. Physically demanding but emotionally wonderful.

The trick is now to keep it to ourselves so that our kids don’t find out what we did. They would have fits. :-)

My how the tables have turned.