I carried a turkey

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It was supposed to be just my mother and I for Thanksgiving so we decided we weren’t gonna do a turkey. But then my uncle called her and told her he wants to come over with his wife for Thanksgiving. And my sister-in-law asked us to invite her parents. This meant a turkey was needed. I went to my local supermarket to get a fresh turkey but the smallest size I could find was close to fifteen pounds. I don’t drive nor do I own any kind of a shopping cart. I had to haul that turkey all the way to my mom’s house via public transportation. I put it in a shopping bag but that bag wouldn’t hold that much weight so I had to carry the bag with the turkey in my hands like it was a baby. It was about a nine-minute walk to the train from the supermarket. I had to carry that thing up a big flight of stairs to get to the train. After about a fifteen minute train ride I got off and had to walk to a bus. From there it was a short bus ride followed by more walking to get to her house. Thankfully the walk wasn’t long. I was exhausted from this adventure. But I was glad we had a turkey we’d get to enjoy on Thanksgiving, which we did. I’ve been eating it Friday and Saturday and today. And there’s more left for tomorrow.