I have the sneaking suspicion that today is going to be very long and arduous. Although I haven't a reason to feel this way, I do anyway.
The Father Unit wants to be taken to the grocery store today. He's a heinous backseat driver, so I'm not looking forward to being on the road with him at all. Aunt Tudi doesn't seem to be feeling the best in the world and neither does the Father Unit. I'm going to have two unhealthy, ill-tempered siblings in my car while I drive roads to which I'm unaccustomed.
Maybe I should just walk out to the street and lie down in the middle of the road, hoping someone will squoosh me like an opossum.
After Mary gets home, we're supposed to gather 'round the dining room table and play a game called Worst Case Scenario. Even though I adored them as a child, I'm really not fond of board games now. They make me nervous and uneasy, having to sit at a table for so long, most usually performing repetitive tasks. It's nerve-wracking.
Damn, I just read what I've written and I sound like a brat who just can't be pleased. Well, maybe that's exactly how I feel today. Maybe I should live up to my Inner Brat and crawl off to the bedroom to sulk. Sheesh.
The Father Unit wants to be taken to the grocery store today. He's a heinous backseat driver, so I'm not looking forward to being on the road with him at all. Aunt Tudi doesn't seem to be feeling the best in the world and neither does the Father Unit. I'm going to have two unhealthy, ill-tempered siblings in my car while I drive roads to which I'm unaccustomed.
Maybe I should just walk out to the street and lie down in the middle of the road, hoping someone will squoosh me like an opossum.
After Mary gets home, we're supposed to gather 'round the dining room table and play a game called Worst Case Scenario. Even though I adored them as a child, I'm really not fond of board games now. They make me nervous and uneasy, having to sit at a table for so long, most usually performing repetitive tasks. It's nerve-wracking.
Damn, I just read what I've written and I sound like a brat who just can't be pleased. Well, maybe that's exactly how I feel today. Maybe I should live up to my Inner Brat and crawl off to the bedroom to sulk. Sheesh.