My grocery store of choice recently underwent a reset.

I’d forgotten about that until I did my shopping last weekend.

I’m not sure if the shelves were replaced or if the new configuration just makes it look like they’re new. In any event, the store looks great. Not that it looked bad to begin with — it doesn’t matter what it is, whenever something gets a good straightening, it always looks better. I try it occasionally with my house, but it never seems to last very long.

At any rate, I was unprepared when I went to the store last weekend, other than bringing my list, which I always write down in the order of where I vaguely remember things are positioned.

As I said, I’d forgotten about the changes. Somewhere in my mind, I refused to accept that a reset might possibly mean a rearrangement. My error. Reset definitely means rearranged.

Apparently I wasn’t the only shopper who was confused. We all met at the end of the aisles to direct one another and answer questions like “Are the paper towels with the toilet paper?” “No, I think they’re by the cleaning products.”

While everyone took the changes in stride, I could kind of empathize with the gentleman who walked by cursing under his breath, even though I don’t know why he was cursing.

In the end, everything turned out alright, it just took a little longer. The changes are logical when you think about them. I think the paper towels are by the cleaning products and salty snacks are by the drinks — genius!

All of this will undoubtably make future excursions go more quickly and smoothly. But, alas, we are creatures of habit and change can sometimes be difficult to accept.

I do have an advantage for next time, though — I’m pretty sure I know where they keep the paper towels and toilet paper.

-Kathy Reed, editor