1.) Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be allowed to do laundry. If I’m not drawing blood or smashing my head, I can’t seem to do a complete load without screwing it up. I don’t even know how many times I’ve run stuff through the washer only to realize that I never put soap in the machine. Last night I threw a load in the dryer and never turned it on. Things would get done a lot faster if I could just not injure myself or forget a crucial step in the process.
2.) There seems to be a large number of people who think it is only acceptable to drink ginger ale on planes. I’m drinking it right now and I’m not on a plane. On the rare occasion we actually buy pop, ginger ale is usually one of our first choices. What’s wrong with ginger ale? It’s way better than any of that diet shit people drink more than water.
3.) Since Bob’s on vacation this week, I have absolutely no idea what day it is. I also turned off the alarms on my phone for the week so Caboose isn’t waking us up at 8AM and I have no idea what time of day it is until it gets dark out. I’m not really complaining.
4.) My brain is mush. This is nothing new.
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