This was one of those fast food visits you didn't plan on but just happened. My husband and I went about our business for the day and realized it was supper time and no one was excited about cooking, and there were no leftovers. They were eaten at lunch. I remember the days when I had to cook every night or no one would eat. It was come home and slam the frying pan down on the stove in order to feed a family of five--four of which were males--food was priority. No thinking about it, just get it done, so everyone could go on to the next step in the evening. It's nice now in retirement not to be tied down to a schedule.
We decided to go to Lowe's to get some gardening products instead of waiting for tomorrow, and so eating out just seemed to make sense. It was about 7:00 when we got to Wendy's.
Parking lots all around seemed very empty. In Wendy's, there were only two other families there eating inside. Both families left and one single guy came in. He left and another single guy came in. So very empty. Was Wednesday nights always like this? It made me wonder about the economy. Are less people eating out even in fast food restaurants? Why are these other people here? What are their stories?
We went to Lowe's, and it was empty as far as customers. It made me wonder again about the average state of the family. We returned home at dark and settled in for the night.
As simple as the evening was, I was thankful that we could go out and eat out on a whim, go shopping for what we wanted for our yard and garden, and return home safely. A lot of people out there cannot do what we did.
It's being thankful for the little things.