Let’s all have a time out and reflect on how absolutely awful and ridiculous the first week of March was.
Much better. Moving on.
Well, in all honestly- how can I move on? I haven’t even told you about how I got to get up super duper early and take this guy to the airport. This is typically not an event that would drive one to tears. HOWEVER. As it is The First Week of March, terrible things were destined to happen.
Such as:
1. Beginning last night with a multi-hour search for Ryan’s wallet. It was in the car.
2. Getting up early because I’m a crankypants
3. Running late (per usual)
4. Saying good-bye (awww!)
5. Then heading to work and realizing:
6. Past E on gas
7. No smokes
8. $6 only
9. Fuck! This is the wrong exit!
10. Trying to get back on the road going the correct way
11. Having to drive ALL THE WAY BACK TO THE AIRPORT (which, for those of you not in my ‘hood, is one big stretch of nothing for a whhhhile)
12. Spilling coffee on my (silk) blouse
13. Finally getting home to get a few things, and in turn really offending Duncan somehow- so much so, that he bit my hand bloody on the way out the door (dick).
All in all, I guess it worked itself out. And here I am, days end, sharing it with you.
So I obviously made it through.
But, I will say- that since today is (casual) Friday, I am going to be really lax and groovy and not breakdown today’s outfit. Maybe next Friday, maybe no Fridays.
Certainly not this Friday.
But please. Don’t take it personal.
It’s not you.
It’s me.
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