I never go shopping – it’s always on line.  Who cares if they skip half of the list?  I can always make something out of what they bring me and blame the delivery boy for when it turns out bad.  

But this week I was too exhausted even to order properly, so I wound up with no vegetables to make for Friday night and appointments all morning and lunch time so no time to get to the supermarket.  

That’s how we found ourselves shopping on a thursday night.  The worst time to shop – because everyone is exhausted and anxious – because the sabbath is coming and all the stores in the neighborhood will be closed and maybe we’ll be bombed. 

Notice that the bomb is the least of our worried.  The stocking up for the sabbath is more complicated…