Routine.

Confession: I need a life.

I realized this as Ken, Stephanie, and I were walking the aisles of the local supermarket that food shopping with both of them was enjoyment. Aisle by aisle picking out what produce and meats and pastas we need to get through the next week or two. Picking out unhealthy food that we say is a one time treat but I know it'll end up in my shopping cart on more than one occasion. Figuring out meals in advance and forgetting them as soon as they are put away. "Do we need any..." "Ooh, can we get....?" That was my enjoyment.

I really need to get out more.