Skies, shopping and sawdust

Whenever I used to visit Sydney from Mackay, I would always underestimate just how cold it was going to be there. Likewise, when I visited Mackay this weekend, I seriously overdressed. As we landed, the pilot announced that the current temperature was 32 degrees, and sitting there in my jeans and jacket, I prepared for the worst. One trait of Mackay weather that I had forgotten about, was the ability to turn you into a giant blob of condensation; whenever you leave an air-conditioned room (which lets be real, is pretty much every room,) any part of you exposed to the air becomes instantly moist and clammy. It wasn't exactly the most enjoyable of welcomes.
After watching the amazing show put on by my Uni friends, we made the very healthy decision to go to McDonalds for dinner, where I ordered the chicken noodle salad. When my order number was called, I was handed the largest paper takeaway bag I have ever seen. Despite having ordered one of the healthiest things possible there, I received a lot of strange and slightly disgusted looks, due to the impression I was giving that I had ordered the entire store.
My fly-by trip ended with a sharp jolt back to reality when I had to the groceries as soon as I landed. Not only was Woolworths fuller than I have ever seen it on a Sunday, but it was full of odd people. As I waited in line for a checkout for what seemed like forever, I saw some people that I hope only do their shopping once a month, due to the amount of things that they were buying. One man had 10 four packs of Red Bull, cartons and cartons of chocolate milk, a suspiciously large amount of laundry powders and a lot of Doritos. A couple in front of me were buying six giant bags of rice, and nothing else. When it was finally my turn, I remembered why I hate going through anything but self serve. I always pack three plastic bags; one of dry goods, one of fruit and veggies, and one of cold things. I bought less than usual today, and left with 9 bags. 9!! There was an average of 3 things per bag. I even tried to make it easy for the lady by categorising my groceries into dry, cold and produce on the conveyor belt, but she took no notice. I'm sorry mum, I know how much you hate self serve, but for the sake of saving the environment, and minimising my OCD, I'll be going back there next time.
I came home to a new door, and sawdust all over everything. While I was away, my landlord had put in a nice new wooden door with glass panels, mowed the lawn, fixed my faulty bathroom lights, and left an empty prescription box in my kitchen. I'm not sure how I was supposed to benefit from the last one, but I appreciated the thought all the same.
                                                                           Xx, Little Duck