Between my supervisor retiring and my sister’s upcoming wedding, I am frazzled. So frazzled, in fact, that I have for two consecutive days forgotten to buy dog food. I’ve had to feed the boys peanut butter sandwiches sprinkled liberally with last of their “Arfully Good” dog treats that I bought at the Farmers’ Market.
Also I realized today that I won’t be able to go to the Phish concert in Asheville with Steve because of stupid end-of-school-year work bullshit.
Today I am wearing my sad pants. They are giving my personality a wedgie.
On the upside: I have left-over panang curry for lunch. Score! No peanut butter sandwiches for me! Also, my volleyball team signed up for the next season. I need to think up a good idea for a shirt no one else but me will wear team t-shirt. This is what I’ve got so far: