One of the things I have noticed living in different places is the way people shop is different. When I was growing up, shopping was an activity to do, some way to hang out with my friends. As I have shared recently shopping is not my favorite thing to do, but I will do it as a way to spend time talking to others. The one thing I am noticing the most here is the intensity of shoppers and the quantity. Living in Florida and even Iowa there were not many shoppers. In Florida people meandered through the aisles at a leisurely pace and when I first moved there I felt like I was always running into people. In Iowa people were not in a rush, but not as leisurely but by then I had adjusted and I was in less of a rush too.
Living in New Hampshire I am noticing that the quantity of shoppers seems to always be plentiful no matter when you go, weekend or weekday. Also people seem to shop with a fierceness I am not used to, sprinting through the aisles and hurrying to get on with their day. I think really my ability to notice this says more about me than it does about them, because in reality I used to be one of them. I used to sprint through the aisles and try to hurry through as best as I could.
Now though I take my time and I wonder why the rush, what is going to happen with those five minutes. What will you do with them that is worth the rushing now? I find for myself that nothing is that important and I wonder if it ever was. I am now slow and meandering, I walk intentionally and I am enjoying the process. I think the joy in the doing is more important than the time it takes, because if I am enjoying the process I am just in a better mood for the rest of the day. If you find yourself rushing, I would ask you to stop and think if this is helping or not? Only you can know and only you can decide what is right for you. For me, I will be going slower and being present in the small and mundane moments.