I am at war with my neighborhood.
Damn you, lake community, with your lake and your water slide and your swimming pool and your various other places where I must be scantily clad.
I am terrified of warm weather.
So far, this week, I have been slowly starving to death. I’m looking at calories to the point I budgeted in booze for when Wee One was at His Inept Father’s house.
That’s right, I bought Diet Coke. What?!?
I’m so hungry. So, so hungry.
Plus, I have been at work since, you know, 10. I’ve been yelled at by My Incompetent Boss and hugged by Strange Man in Camo.
So help me, if I ever make it home tonight, I’m stopping for ice cream. YUM YUM YUM.
