Its All About Marketing

I went grocery shopping at the local Krogers, aka Fred Meyers. It completely and totally exhausted me but I was using a scooter - not hopping around at all!

And this condition confused me greatly ...  What caused this?

The exhaustion was real, but I recognized that it was mental, not physical or emotional.  But how much thinking had I done?  Darn little, other than just thinking of things I needed back home for a little birthday dinner for number 2 daughter.  Dang ... I hate it when I come up empty for answers.

The party went well, daughter was over an hour later - to be expected ... sigh.  And I had to have a meal that not only was vegan, but could expand to vegetarian and then there are the meat-a-saurs that needed satisfied as well.  Sigh, my family.  However, a pasta salad with bowls of cheese and salami did the job!  And everyone was happy.  Some pie and then granddaughter was spinning like a top around the room.  Everyone was laughing at the floor entertainment and I thought:  she is wound up on sugar and soon flat on her lips and ready for bed.

And then I thought about my exhaustion the other night and how I had only been at Fred Meyers ...  Which reminded of a long forgotten college class in Marketing.  One of the most useless of all classes I ever took, the theory presented was completely wrong - as 1981 showed, and I had argued, but hey I was a kid in 1973 and obviously wrong.  But, I retained one trivia item from that class: red is used in packaging to draw shoppers attention, as well as a ton about product placement in a display.

Red ... but I have never  been sensitive to red, or any color, for that matter.  But, what if it was the profusion of color, on all of those selves?  Makes sense.  I have been in a sensory deprivation situation for the past six weeks.  So, the sudden bust of color would have been an over stimulation - just as grand daughter suffered prior to her melt down.  Of course, a nitro took care of my melt down in the end as my blood pressure went out of control.

Interesting.

And the winds began to blow and I sat and watched the trees swaying hypnotically, the branches dancing and shaking.  Then the pitter-pat of rain.  I could not hop out to dance in it, but I would have if I could have.  God blessed us with a remarkable world - colors, sights, sounds, movement.  All to be enjoyed, all to be lifted up in thanks to the Creator ...

If you haven't given thanks in a while - stop and take a notice of the world and its marvels which surround you ...